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Usual Suspects
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I think I've lost my mind, I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind, I think I've lost my mind Woke up one morning on the sunset strip with a half-smoked blunt and some blood on my lip Hit up the brain for that Mary Jane, man, all she had left was ménage à trois Rolled in the pink, I picked up some Cuervo, walking sideways and I'm starting to swerve, oh Last night was wild, put my money in jumbos, wine and dine, tig ol' bitties and bimbos Hollywood rap pack, cans in my backpack, cruise through your valley and I'm snatching your snap-backs Huffing on some paint and I think that I'm half-black, roll another blunt and fuck it up over this track I think I've lost my mind but I'm feeling so alive What a pity, it's so pretty, looking through the bars and I see my city I think I've lost my mind, yeah I'm feeling so alive What a pity, it's so pretty, looking through the bars and I see my city If everybody got to be everything they wanna be I don't think I'd see you bitches sitting right in front of me Look into them windows, packing up the pistols, these bitches talking shit about my Hollywood hit song You can come west but you'll never be west coast, dumping on these motherfuckers deep in the DeSoto Oh no, tell me what you wanna be, you can be anything but not another 3 I'm a holy roller, slow blunt smoker, the mask on the page of a 'Wanted' poster Look into my eyes and tell me what you see, the wickedness in you is the wickedness in me


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