I am a pincher
In department stores
I am a burglar
I open the doors
I am a problem
I am a mote
I am a fearsome
I'm a twisted route
I break the law
That stands for all
Is it really my fault
Or against the God
I break the law
I make the sirens call
I'm a product of odds
With chains and ball
I am a gangsta
You'd rather have me dead
I am the pimp
Of the lady in your bed
I rape and steal
I bring up the fear
I'm a man with a past
You don't want me too near
I break the, I break the, I break, I break the law…

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