Shit & Fuck

When I hear voices,
 My mind plays tricks on me
 When it comes to hearing music on the streets
 Instead, all I hear is profanity
 It offends me everywhere I go
 Shit & fuck
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 Everywhere I go cruising around town,
 All I hear is vulgar language
 I wish I heard music out of my artistic talent
 When I speak my word,
 All I get is a "so what" attitude with a profane curse word in the middle of it
 Shit & fuck
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 Cruising the streets being called a bum and an asshole,
 It makes me rave like a wild animal
 I never hear music on the road
 All I hear is vulgarity
 Shit & fuck
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 Rock over London
 Rock on, Chicago
 Choosy mothers choose Jif