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Don't call it a comeback, I've been here for years, rockin' my peers, puttin' sucka's in fear. Making the chants rain down like
water falling from the sky or
maybe just from the ceiling, I don't know which. Anyway, I picked up a piece and hurled it at
the monkey that was givin' the ol' stink-eye. That'll
set'em to quakin' n' quiv'rin' and cause their bowels ta shrivel up like
the poor worms that got left behind on the driveway when the sun came out.
