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Cooks
08/05/2004 @ 9:50am
By:
fifo

My hands ache from all the tension.
People showing the worst of one another with free expression.
Call me into work on my day off, make be a slave through trial and error.
Brent you son of a bitch, made me clean up U-Dogg's mess.
No wonder the cooks are the way they are, you are too much of a pussy to
break down the common day mindset of superiority.
I work 10 times fucking harder than them and they get the credit.
Clean up your own taco shells BITCH.
Learn to do things on your own, when there is no one around,
you scream for company
No one is there for you because of who you are.
I will be higher than all of you wanna be leaders.
I'll show you the way things are suppose to be.
I'll be me and I'll set everybody free
 
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