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Citizen King

On the run like a bandit I'm on the loose
Now you eat the dust and you taste the
Puppy chow this ain't no standstill hold
Up captain crunch a desperado I take you
Out to lunch I'll yank your milk money
Honey it's a royal treatment no tracks out
Back in the wet cement a broke tooth
And a phone booth and a change of
Clothes 'cause everyone knows I get
Mean in the smoke screen half time going
On the crime scene operation down low
You call your hero but like sweetback I
Got no Afro I'm coming dark creepin' in
Your alley watch your eyes as I make a
Quick getaway gonna trap me slingshot
Happy spider web window with a fatal blow

Written by SIMS, MATTHEW JOHN / COOLEY, DAVID J.
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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