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  1. True greatness. As well as being one of the very bottoms of the funk, this lyric is one of the best in the history of American music:
    Lookin’ at the devil
    Grinnin’ at his gun
    Fingers start shakin’
    I begin to run
    Bullets start chasin’
    I begin to stop
    We begin to wrestle
    I was on the top
    Using “start” and “begin” strikingly slows down the terrifying images. Perhaps the most terrifying of these images is Sly welcoming a death match with the Devil. This might explain how Sly ended up in that van.
    “Many things on my mind/Words in the way” is awfully awesome as well.

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