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the shoe, the switch, the hand, one time my mother was heller mad. & she took out the headphones from my brothers diskman and whooped me with those. i remember one time she was chasing me around the whole house and i ran inside my room and instead of locking my door my dumb self just ran to the other side of my room like a moron.
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my eye's a camera, my ear's a microphone.
& my mind is pro-tools, my head is a stool.
what's recorded in my dome, gets reported when i zone
my mouth is a speaker, i'm anchorin' the misery
there's no friends, i ennemy 'em
my greatest enemy, is my inner me
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