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When the gavel crashes down,

 your time of judgment has come now,

 no more dragging your fucking  feet

your words can not be undone

forgery

your time has come, no more back pedaling now, with all your your cowardice actions, all the pain that you bestow

X’d out, cut down, sold short, and try to call us out?

Bow down, step out, distort, try to call us out?

Do your time, stay in line, walked through a field and tripped a land-mine

You’re a waste, two-timimg scum, no more shifting ground, your time has come

The jury finds you guilty of this crime, behind bars, serving time; condemn me without reason, no justification for this fucking treason.

X’d out, cut down, sold short, and try to call us out?

Bow down, step out, distort, you try to call me out.

You tried to call me out.