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with them iron bracelets on my fuckin wrists and i'm headed for the county with doghnut eatin futha fuckas all around me dressed in my original county blue from my fresh due rag and the rubber shoes six months in a cement bedroom make friends fast make them fuckin soon 5 months left i dont even smoke cigaretts are like money so i guess i'm broke drop 2 months i'm down to 4 with the homies playin spades on the dirty ass floor chillin by my home boy bruno hanging out at the rec and we was playin uno and this crack heads gonna try and take my seat so i whipped his ass and i cought another week now i'm starin at a plastic bowl cuz the next 5 days i'm in the hole 1 month left and i'm growin kinda and there's stubbles on my god dam chin 3days good time,i guess i lucked out my time is done,let me the fuck out no more talkin my cock down i'll go fuck me a bitch cuz i'm outta this lock down (echos off)  More Icp Song Lyrics
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