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I can't walk the streets now to convulate my mind
Some pretty mama, she starts breaking down, stop breaking down ooh
I stop breaking down
The stuff I got is gonna bust your brains out
Well, it'll make you lose your mind
You Saturday night women, you love to ape and clown
You won't do nothing but tear a good man's reputation down
Stop breaking down, stop breaking down
The stuff I got is gonna bust your brains out
Well, it'll make you lose your mind
I gave my baby the 99 degree
She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
Stop breaking down, stop breaking down
The stuff I got is gonna bust your brains out
Yeah, it'll make you lose your mind
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A cover of
Robert Johnson
