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he's got a shark skin suit and a diamond earing he's got jet black hair just like his mother he's got a jail tattoo of his long lost brother he's got a shotgun fuse don't you pull his trigger roam from jail without a gun public enemy number 1 kill the man on the run on the land without bail heading straight back to jail nowhere else for him to go daddy-o daddy-o he's gonna make his mark in a vegas hotel you roll snake-eyes ya! you gonna make his money but hes ahead in wealth on a killin spree down in L.A. on a killin spree ya! roam from jail without a gun public enemy number 1 kill the man on the run on the land without bail heading straight back to jail nowhere else for him to go daddy-o daddy-o he was born on the fourth of july the kinda man when he spoke |