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Why do I pay you to insult me and make me feel
like shit
I can't believe I've worked this hard to let you
benefit
For every slice that I get, you get two slices
more
You've become my pimp and I've become your little
whore
It goes around in circles, the torture never
stops
You get all the earnings and all I get is props

Wipe that smile from off your face
You're in court without a case, and you'll get
nothing

I do all the dirty work and you make all your
plans
You pull my strings and I play right into your
hands
What's wrong with this picture, someone's playing
tricks
How come I always end up with the short end of
the stick
It really makes me question why I go with your
advice
You make me hate the job that used to be my life

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I end up giving more, but still recieving less
I do all the cleaning up and you make all the
mess
Your enemies are useless if you don't have any
friends
And all your great connections are just people
you offend
I'm sick of being assfucked, god knowws how much
you owe
You took more than what was yours but you can't
steal my show

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