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But then I broke my arm
But then I broke my arm
I was the champ,
I was the man,
I could do everything,
But then I broke my arm
I couldn't play,
For almost a year,
The only thing I did,
Was sit back and drinking beer
So after a year,
I wanted to play for the team,
But they say I can't,
I thought that was very mean
I don't had a contract,
I don't had a job,
That's why I ended like a mob
Killing people
Is the thing I do,
But I miss the thing,
That no one yells boo
I had to kill the Vice-P
I failed, that was the end of me
Cause he called the police,
And they sad Freeze
They say,
If you talk, you may walk
If you don't the judge decide
If you live or die.
I was the champ,
I was the man,
I could do everything,
But then I broke my arm