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Get your hair cut
Get your money on straight
Get your head right
And don't forget where you come from
Who your friends are and all that shit
Ever since I could hear
A voice of warning
Stories of pain and fear ringing in my eardrum
And ever since I could run
There's been somebody with a loaded gun
Get your finger on the trigger son
Ringin' in my eardrum
Get your hair cut
Get your money on straight
