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I'll put you down like the dog that you are,

You mess with me and my gut, you'll be leaving in scars.

You won't forget the taste of my spit in your face.

When you're only knee deep, through pictures ablaze.

I'll put you down like the dog that you are,

You mess with me and my gut, you'll be leaving in scars.

You won't forget the taste of my spit in your face.

You see me walkin' down the street you better pick up the pace.