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Get out my face kid
You're nothing to me
Twisting fabrics of truth
Why can't you see
I don't like you
I don't need you
You told me you were good
I hate you snitch
Your mums a witch
So step out of my hood
Don't turn that face on me
I've seen it before
Don't discrace on me
Go home
Wipe those tears
Brother dear
Get out my face kid
You're nothing to me
Twisting fabrics of truth
Why can't you see
I don't like you
I don't need you
You told me you were good
I hate you snitch
Your mums a witch
So step out of my hood
Don't turn that face on me
I've seen it before
Don't discrace on me
Go home
Wipe those tears
Brother dear