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IP:
The second one, some parts are the same.
As i walk through an alley in the shadow of debt
I take a look in my pocket, and realise there’s not much left
cos i’ve been castin and laughin so long
that even my ol’ baba thinks my mind has gone
But i always had money, though didn’t deserve it
Buggered till the end, and you know that’s unheard of
So you better watch who you stalkin and where you walkin
Or you and your maties will be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but its true dope
As i cloak, playing games in the stormy smoke, fool
I’m the kinda G little hoors don’t wannabe like
On my knees in the night
After clashing with a street light
We’ve been selling most their lives
Lighting up blunts for parasites
They got the situation
They got me facin
I cant live a normal life
I was raised by the ripe
So i gotta be down with the chess team
too much television watchin got me growin beans
im an esoteric sage with lil’ money of any kind
got a pawn in my hand, and a king in my eye
im a bard down n out, mind eating banger
And me spirits are down so dont arouse me anger, fool
debt aint nuthin but a whores game away
im living life playing thoughts, what can i say?
im 19 now but weathered past my years, can it be so?
the way i am makes me think though
Tell me why, are they, so blind to see
That all are hoors to a path of destiny
we’ve been selling most their lives
Lighting up blunts for parasites
Sour and the yummy, yummy and the sour
hoor after hoor, power after power
everybodys starvin but half of them aint lookin
whats going on in the kitchen
when the pimps are cookin
they say i got to learn, but nobody needs to teach me
if they eat what i make, how can they reach me?
i guess they cant
i guess they wont
i guess they sheep
thats why i know to play it dumb deep, tool
we’ve been selling most their lives
Lighting up blunts for parasites
Tell me why, are they, so blind to see
That all are hoors to a path of destiny
Tell me why, are they, so blind to see
That all are hoors to a path of destiny
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