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Finally the truth shone through

It's all hell when the smell's on you

Used to read all the papers

Mags that caught the vapors

Takin' a crap with the tab ain't takin' no sh*t

Who turns to be the vandal

What's the drugscandal

Sh*t worn out like a pair of hippiesandals

Stuff got really trippy on me

I blew the picture huge

Like a skippy and see

It's all out-o'-proportions

Their notion presumption

The speculation - causin' irritation like guitar distortion

Yep pencils get pushed poison flows out

Printing on paper paper on the doormat

Watch brothers scream out

How to live with a big knife avoid the daylight

Hawk with bloodred eyes

Through the night

Finally the truth shone through

It's all hell when the smell's on you

Got to live a life through hectic like a zoo

Got to go for what you know what would you do

Avoid the paperstand and

Cast glances elsewhere and

On your feet when the heat is on withstand

Be a man

The titan with the item hard to beat and fight 'em

Some come to throw the odds against

And simply duck-'n-slide them

Got the thing right professionalism opposite

Heard the cynicism watch how it get dropped kid

Wreck with the data

Flow like a feather

Get yourself in check expect heavy weather

So finally the truth shone through

Take the papers when I got to do

A heavy poo-poo

Ask myself what's new ask myself what's new

And flush the toilet through

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