wade wilson can't die

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loco to the bone, chillin' at home all alone, there go the ring of the phone, i pick it up slow, just when i thought this'll hit in i'm ready to go, throw on my black and my red, i'm broke as fuck, but that could all change with a little bit of luck, ya'll crying motherfuckers ain't shit, talk shit, when i scream in your face "get buck", bitches pretending they don't really see me till they saw my face up on the t-v, kill a bad man, kill a better man, don't mean a thang as long as the gun of the reaper put a bullet straight through my brain, watch me regenerate, only i'm twice as insane, i'm coming for your wife and i'll grab a burrito as soon as i get paid, mask on, with a red magnum in your fucking desk, mask on, with a red magnum in your fucking desk, mask on, with a red magnum in your fucking desk, mask on, with a red magnum in your fucking desk,