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Lyrics

You beg for mercy when you're crouched in front of me Could you be any weaker, you worthless being Every second you take is a waste of my time A waste of my time What more do you want? You have already killed me, dime for dime What more do you want? You have already killed me, dime for dime I am ruthless You spit a hard game And I don't like it I swear one day you'll shape up, coward I swear one day you'll shape up Until then you're worthless