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[Verse 1] I'm liable to start a violent spark with a silent thought I disgust you like dialogue from The Shop to The Wired Frog Night club, shit, I was taught if your CD's on fire You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no fire department So you might not hear sirens at all But don't be alarmed if I sound off Something just ain't right with me, dawg A martyr on a private charter, whose life could be harder? Widely regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded But tonight I'm startin
