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Inner City Life


Jimmy was smashed by his giant wings 

Hide your kids, hide your wives 

Shhhh, he hears all things 

Watchout! He’s throwing knives 

 

Hide your kids, hide your wives 

Will the real asparagus please stand up? 

Watchout! He’s throwing knives 

He says, “Suck it up, buda’cup.” 

 

Will the real asparagus please stand up? 

Shhhh, he hears all things 

He says, “Suck it up, buda’cup.” 

Jimmy was smashed by his giant wings

 

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