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(Bolan, Hill, Snake)
Jesus knows my story, he kows the position that I³m in
A hooker knows the feeling to get fucked the way I³ve been
Turn my insides out; your mouth drank my water
Chorus
You look at me like I³m subhuman
You talk to me like I³m subhuman
You³re treating me like I³m subhuman
You³re jumping into the subhuman race
Brothers hear my story, but don³t take no pity out on me
A soldier knows the feeling to get pushed out in a field
Taking liberties; burned by your dictation
Repeat Chorus
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