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Dead Weather I M Mad

I'm mad, ha, ha I'm mad, ha, ha I'm mad, ha, ha 20 days, ha, ha I'm mad, ha, ha A 100 ways, ha, ha I'm mad, ha, ha, ha ha You found some dice, ha, ha

I'm mad, ha ha I'm mad, ha ha I'm mad, ha ha 20 days, ha ha I'm mad, ha ha 100 ways, ha ha I'm mad, ha ha, ha ha You found some dice, ha ha Along the

stout I'm a loud mouth, drunk party is out Play this music on every route Follow Dirty, I'm the WhiteOut Catch bitches like trout, get drunk, won't stop I'm

and point it right between your eye But I got my shit together, I never flip with the weather And I always think clever I think positive and legit I

of blues I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali I'm going

sum... lose sum like a nightmare I got enough shit on ma mind I just can't care I'm on the run...runnin from whos ever gun is aimin I'm all up in the

muthafuckin hill We all strapped to kill Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces How the fuck I'm

to represent me (get money!) I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!) I'm out for dead (fuckin) presidents to represent me {I'm out for dead

the Gemini mixer Peace to Derrick Coleman, Mad Max and the Sixers I'm cappin' hard 'cuz I got this rap shit sold From Linden Boulevard down to Cascade Road You know my steez, I