Busted flat and dusted boy
Your mind's a terrible thing
Said the man with a dirty hand
Who claimed that he was king

Choking angels from inside
Trying to make them sing
Cause you're short of breath and close to death
From sleeping on the wing

Dirty king, dirty king
Now your strapped in for the ride
It's so hard to be a fighter when
Your hands are always tied.

Mr. Innocent blood says he kills
But just for love
Too bad the good ones always have
To take your blame

Hey, sharp toungue liar
Making pay in a bed of fire
Too bad your dreams are always
Made of losing games

Dirty king, dirty king
Now your shrapped in for the ride
It's so hard to be a fighter
When your hands are always tied.

But I want to, I want to, I want to
But my hands were always tied up (Yes indeed)
But I want to, I want to, I want to
But my hands were always tied (Oh, Dirty King)
And i wish i had myself a dime
For every time i cursed your g______ name...
Mister clean

Sweatin on the line
Doing 40 wasting time
Ain't it funny how
That money rots your brain

Put your soul on trial cause
You lost it all to a tiny vial
Look in the mirror when
You tell me who's insane

Dirty king, dirty king
Now your shrapped in for the ride
It's so hard to be a fighter
When your hands are always tied.

But I want to, I want to, I want to
But my hands were always tied up (Yes indeed)
But I want to, I want to, I want to
But my hands were always tied (Oh, Dirty King)
And i wish i had myself a dime
For every time i cursed your g______ name...
Mister clean

Your soul is in a bottle of dope

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