.He without sin, leave home
Licking my lips, running stoned
Wherever you spit, cops, we run
Endless streets, we run
With a good criminal heart
Hinting at things best left unknown
The spine of the world is rusting
But rusting to gold
He without sin, leave home
Lickin.
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