Tattoos in Mayberry

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Break it to me easy, baby
breezy baby
I need it to sleep
Hit me up easy baby
It helps me to breathe
Break it down for me easy baby
shweezy baby
I need it to heal
and I need it bad.

Why's it gotta be
the hard way
the long way
somebody done somebody wrong way
The King Kong on my prong way.
Shake me down easy babe
breezy baby.
when I need it bad.
Haven't you ever tried runnin' away
or committin' suicide.
your puzzle pieces couldn't
all be scattered around here
You smoke your stuff 
til you're dim and cross eyed
over the moon 
puke drunk on cheap beer
Is that what you hold  sacred.
Does it kick you in gear?
When you need it bad.
Iron clad.
Just been had.
Fat gold money's mad
Froze your ass in Stalingrad
Scwag fell out your zip bag.
now you need it
Isn't that why you're still 
hangin' round here.
it's dangerously clear.
Up all night 
itchy twitchin' for a fight
Keep your porch light on
til you get it right
cuz, you need it bad.
You never said thank you when they said please
You say your shit's together but
your shit's up in your jeans
and that's why you're still 
slingin' it  round here.
It's patently clear.
and you need it bad
Iron clad.
Fat gold money's mad
Schwag fell out your zip bag
Ass froze up in Stalingrad.
Now you need it .
it's patently clear
That's why we're all still 
swingin it round here.,
why are you still here?
We're all;still here
cuz we need it bad..
Buddy Bee Anthony

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