Must Be a Cop

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Circle the lot
 Must be a cop
 With grease in his teeth
 As he jacks the last spot
 Take another lap
 Curse karma, she has failed you again
 Aimless or not
 We're all gonna rot
 Preach to the choir
 Already shot
 I see dead ones on the buy-in
 I see dead kids skating lines at the mall
 (Selling pot, stealing my spot, that's it)
 Slip-ping, minds, lead, straight, lines, down, down
 Slip-(singing way together) ping (please sing it again) minds
 Get me out of this one more time (one more time)
 Slip-ping, minds, down, down
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 Sundays for smiters
 Doghouse on fire
 Bad hook, don't bite it
 I'll help you fight it
 Here's another one
 Steal away with you
 Cursed from the start
 Believe it or not
 There's a reason you feel like you do
 I see dead ones on the buy-in
 I see dead kids skating lines, then they're gone
 Selling pot
 Slip-ping, minds, lead, straight, lines, down
 Slip (singing way together) ping, (please sing it again), minds
 (Please sing it again), lead, (one more time) straight, lines, down, down
 

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Duration
03:49
Key
2
Tempo
94 BPM

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