It used to be a shortcut, I ended up with a bloody nose
I didn't know that neighborhood had been closed
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A nutzie-looking rent-a-guard, 800 keys hanging from his hip
Telling me to f*ck off, with a stiff sweaty upper lip
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It used to be a shortcut, I ended up with a bloody nose
I didn't know that neighborhood had been closed
Gated Communities
A nutzie-looking rent-a-guard, 800 keys hanging from his hip
Telling me to f*ck off, with a stiff sweaty upper lip