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Are you broken hearted from my memory Do you think of me Do you think about the promises made Do you think about the love that I gave Do you think of me Do you think
So who guardin' who, you know who to you know what To you know where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair 'Cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there
fuck you think I is Y' all ain't comin' at no lil shanty Why you think you can hurt like these years Joe why my lil P's got you salty Think you finn'
's what makes you thirsty Hey kid, you know you can hear your footsteps As you're kicking up the dust And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you
arguements You think about the hugs and kisses If this is, something, hard for you to think You better bounce, rock, roller skate Yup, we ain't just funky but wild No, you
gas, when I bought my first whip I thought I was the shit, you couldn't tell me nothing I was 16, I told the teacha "You can feel me fuck em" (Feel Me
PRIEST Peter! You're not fooling anyone! Being an altar boy by day doesn't forgive what you do at night! PETER And you, my brothers and sisters Pray
waiting for you ahead. Hurry onward Lemmiwinks, for you will soon be dead. The journey before you may be long and filled with woe. But you must escape
in the dog house *WROOF* Remenicing, the party was missing, instead of arguements you think about the hugs and kisses If this is, something, hard for you to think, you
fuck you think I is Yall aint comin at no lil shawty Why you think you can hurt like these years Joe why my lil P's got you salty Think you finna
tragedy.) "American bandstand. And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark." "Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do
the dog house *WROOF* Remenicing, the party was missing, instead of arguements you think about the hugs and kisses If this is, something, hard for you to think, you
See no matter where you at, motherfuckin crime pay but not my way, put them days of slingin behind me Now I rock spots, where only rap fiends can find me and that remind me
ghetto this is where I stay [What we do] what we do [to get by] to get by Live or die, the world is a ghetto [Scarface] Lets take a journey to the
the gas, when I bought my first whip I thought I was the shit, you couldn't tell me nothing I was 16, I told the teacha "You can feel me fuck em" (Feel Me
