Sickness Wayne’s done
The evil outfit’s head
That stole much of its bread
Sickness Wayne’s done
Dickless Wayne’s done

He loves gun crime
Comes when people are slain (loves it when guns sound)
Craves blown innocents brains (loves people gunned down)
He loves gun crime
Comes for gun crime

Wayne
A sick mind
Crime makes his face shine

In court he’s due
For his criminal games (his games were found out)
Crook that’s got no shame (no shame, there’s no doubt)
In court he’s due
It’s overdue

Wayne
Lots of crime
Crime’s what gets him primed

It is clear he’s
Living a life of crime (lives a life of crime)
He has got a crazed mind (wait, he has a mind?!!)
It is clear he’s
Fearful, eerie

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