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Come Halloween you know I come strapped.
I throw it at a sucker "K-pap"
You made the mistake you judge a man by his race
You go through life with egg on your face
You woke up in the morning with a peculiar feeling
You looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling
Families, puck rocks, the businessman
I'll dog anybody with an egg in my hand.
Not like the crack that you put in a pipe
But crack on your forehead, here's a towel now wipe
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