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Let me walk you through the streets, walk you through the ask
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At the same damn time want you to see my past.
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Sometimes I wonder how my mother feel
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Cause this time two years ago she was talking to a glass.
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But that was just a road bump, so every bad thought from then is just another whole blunt.
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Say something hard that leaves niggers cold front,
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I see these niggers call fronts.
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I’m the one that’s judging the judge,
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I mean, you never should be beat, you’re causing your cause.
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We’re from the same place, then we should double the buzz
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I mean, make your cash speaker, where’s the brother you love?
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Or maybe I’m too opinionated, they ask where the fax go, I say opinion zaded
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Is like the rumor’s overite, facts and niggers believe anything, now I’m so strapped.
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Never said nothing, never talked shit,
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A nigger say anything, we all own shit.
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Get a cup of the green, I start mowing shit,
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I’m trying to chill, they’re just real, but they know shit.
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Jersey big, garden state so the hoes around
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Live it up, hold it down, what goes around comes around.
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You’re faded now, probably, flashbacks of that threesome,
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Meet palm in moley.
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It was yesterday when cupid low like the birds flip
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Now these fake-ass friends got my head spinning
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Play snake close, but you’re never getting bad with it,
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And if my homie broke though, should I deal with it
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This burn cycle so therapeutic,
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You gonna pull that shit out, boy, you gotta shoot it.
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Thoughts of a young gold, try document the shit if death come soon.
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Couple stabs but I never heal from some wounds
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Couple stabs but I never heal from some wounds.
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Man In The Mirrors
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| Tsu Surf |
