Rampage

The game starts out when you throw the ball
And everybody’s ready to play
The ball comes down and hits the ground
Someone catches it and runs away

The game begins while it chips the skin
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One’s behind his back

Running
Can I get away?
I am running
Rampage

The adrenaline throws from his head to toes
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Running like a man in pain

Maybe he scores, like I did before
When someones breathing down his neck
I know he could, and I believe you should
Don’t make a better mistake

One, two
One, two, three, four

Smear, the queer

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