arrogant
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I'm Unchained.
I'm Django trying to fandango.
Only I have the key though,
and it fits the hole
Like wack-a-mole with a bowl
my mind is swole.
I need paper.
Without I'm nothing,
You believe
'cause she dress
Like she's loose
That she's a mess
Well I believe
That your logics on the fritz
And you're full of holy shit
Well I believe
I believe
