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Page Martin In My Room

you Chorus: In my room I can hear her fight his kiss In my room I hear him bring down his fist And still at night I hear my mother cry Tonight the wait

and just get nauseous and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin

and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin Startin' shit like some twenty six year old skinny Cartman I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin

my picture on the news, instead of the motherfuckin front page I'm TRU nigga! so act like me to the fullest I gots my finger on this trigga, and you

Martin did for the people Ran by the men but the women keep the tempo It's very seldom that you're blessed to find your equal Still play my part and

gonna be Roxie I'm gonna be a celebrity That means somebody everyone knows They're gonna recognize my eyes My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose From just

Here?s a toast to the death of my enemies My energy?s similar to the Devil?s, G My treachery stretch for centuries Menacing venomously, make you hemorrhage tremendously My

Martin did for the people Ran by the men but the women keep the tempo It's very seldom that you're blessed to find your equal Still play my part and

you what Martin did for the people Ran by the men but the women keep the tempo It's very seldom that you're blessed to find your equal Still play my part