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, i was born one day before saint pat, i guess a nigga miss luck just like that, henry ford, not even one mile from motown, explains all the soul that you hear in my sound, a ten minute ride to linwood, i begun, my mama first son, look what i just become, a weedhead with words more potent than what i'm smoking, this ain't no reggie caught the plane ride from oakland, i used to play with pistols in crackhouses, skiping school just to fuck bitches on dirty couches, abandoned houses, find one with the lights on it, landlord came pulled the hook and locks on it, money i'm plotting on it i put the block on it, i'm gonna get it, four deep, no shocks on it, we sit low, rep the d cause it's all i know, and my name rings bells in any hood you go, you're from the east side, you're from the west side, you're from the north end, are you from south west, around first grade, we move to the east side, was like throwing rocks at a beehive, a lot of niggas gone over something unimportant, that it ain't worth mentioning cause it's unfortunate, like stick a fork in it, where's the enforcement?, walking off the grass just to sit on niggas porches, passing round 40's, brown paper bags, rolling up a swisher while this rat freak a black, it ain't about nothing, but let me hold something, ate a lunchable for dinner, nigga i'm ain't fronting, caught the bus to east land, just to walk around it, ain't buy nothing nigga, just walked around it, looked at some hoes, i ain't even holler, cause i'm broke as fuck and they is all about a dollar, i'm living in the city where the weak get swallowed, belly of the beast, we don't care about tomorrow, i'm living in the city where the weak get swallowed, belly of the beast, we don't care about tomorrow,
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