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sketch the bottom feeder - charles bukowski lyrics

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when i got my goons around, we chug brew ’till we drool
shootin’ some pool, lookin’ for a poon to pound
the tunes are loud, the bar is cloudy
when the moon is out, i’m charles bukowski
f-ck a b-tch, i’m really a bad dude i swear it
such a pr-ck, you would think i never knew my parents
i’ma shoot the sheriff after i roll this marley
kids are tryna join the klan but they don’t know me hardly
if you poke and taunt me, i’ll give ya loss of breath
the official cause of death is choked by dog leash
? in my pistons, i’m mixin’ c-ke and coffee
i’m sniffin’ and sippin’, i can’t control my heartbeat
i could make you slit your wrist with a disc, like f-ck battle rappin’
i’d rather throw bows as i duck jabs, i’m scr-ppin’
i’m so broke, if i don’t blow then it’s oh no!
but with a little luck, that’ll happen



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