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King Crack Heroin is my shepherd
I shall always be hungry
Dirty and looking for food
He maketh me to lie, steal, cheat
And lower myself down to the ground
He leadeth me inside abandoned houses,
Cars and parks when it’s cold
He destroyeth my soul
He leadeth me in the paths of
Unrighteousness for his name sake
Yea though I walk the streets at night
With the shadow of death
Evil is always with me
My needle, my crack, and heroin
They all comfort me
Thou preparest a hell hole for me
In the presence of my friends
Thou fillest my head with toil
My sins runneth over
Surely death and destruction
Did follow me all the days
Of my life
But the lord saved me
And now I am free
And today I don’t dwell
In the house of King Crack Heroin
Never ever again