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Part 1: FWA--Fair Weather Associates: |
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Fair weather associates |
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You better, watch how close they get |
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It's the, fair weather associates |
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You better, watch how close they get |
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It's the, fair weather associates |
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You better, watch how close they get |
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It's the, fair weather associates |
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You better, watch how close they get |
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[Del] |
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We all know FWA's, how they lay |
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cause they figure if you're bumpin the pays |
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In the long run, and it's all fun in their eyes |
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They must be on one how, they prepare lies |
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Get up close make you think, you the host of the ceremonies |
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Why you ain't peepin like a doggy mark his territory |
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They're never there for me when I need a little boost |
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Because of who you are, they can get a little juice |
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Then they like to seemingly leans up on your shoulders |
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Otherwise he's steppin on toes gettin over |
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Flappin his molars talkin 'bout he owe you |
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and every time he smoke, he don't show you no love |
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And be the first fool with his lips on the blunt |
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If he persists to front I'ma commenced to dump |
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Be careful when you make a little something that's yours |
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Cause a lot of these predators want yours to be theirs |
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Or at least own a share just by bein there |
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I be on some hermit skit, and fools think I'm square now |
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There's an interesting way to look at it |
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I look at them as bein fake, the way they took advantage |
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Speaking on the crooks of the planet, who claim they got game |
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Yeah you the game and they the hunter; just one more |
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[Intro] |
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Fair weather associates |
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You better, watch how close they get |
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It's the, fair weather associates |
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You better, watch how close they get |
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["Shit Talkers" part two of "Pet Peeves":] |
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Hey whassup man, this is D-E-L once again |
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I'm here to tell you a little story about this motherfucker |
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who keep runnin his big ass mouth |
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You don't know me, motherfucker |
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Shut your ass up, 'fore I slap the lips off your motherfuckin face |
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Man, you got a big ass mouth! |
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You know what? |
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[Del] |
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Fools is hella talkative, saying how I walk and live |
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Always trying to start the kid, wishin that we all can give |
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a small interview, just a subterfuge |
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Wanna hook up with you so they can say 'whatchu do' |
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Get your own life, live your own legacy |
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Why you wanna spread my rees, talking 'bout my girls pregnancy |
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Professor, I guess you never learned your lesson |
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When you saw me out drinkin at the bar, |
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you said I was sexin this other ho |
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Chuck D, what a brother know |
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about my beeswax, runnin off with your feedback |
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Who I smoked weed with? Who I smoked crack with? (false) |
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How I sexed every girl you know without no prophylactic |
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Fool, I'll be in the house and that's it |
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On the rap tip or studyin, unlike you |
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You quite new, no game |
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I understand you a youngster, wanna be hustler |
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Undercover buster |
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Can't believe I trusted ya - but that goes to show |
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how fools fold getting jelly off the dough, yo! |
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[Del's imitation] |
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"Del's rich Del's bitch got zero, cause Del's a hero, |
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Del's a weirdo because he do heroin" |
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[Del] |
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Ain't got no idea where Teren's been |
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I should take it to pugilism so |
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I can fuse your vision with some realness |
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Instead of these fake phony stories you be glorifyin |
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Don't you know that many more are dyin? |
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From the fatal disease, called runnin them choppers |
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in front of females, or on front of the coppers |
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You only do this shit cause you be wanting your propers |
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Somebody's gonna get steamed and run up and pop ya |
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You exercise your choppers really, choo choo choo |
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You exercise your choppers off some brand new news |
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Your molars bite, your canines tear, whether it's false or true |
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You exercise your choppers like some gossipin fool |
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You know what? |
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You get your little notices from bumpin your gums |
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When you should be concentratin on lumpin your sums |
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Got to show your little ass when company comes |
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Cause We From The Crew That You Wanna Be From |
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You get your little notices from bumpin your gums |
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When you should be concentratin on lumpin your sums |
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Got to show your little ass when company comes |
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Cause We From The Crew That You Wanna Be From! |
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BIOTCH! |
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["Followers" part three of "Pet Peeves":] |
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[Chorus] |
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Followers, dick swallowers |
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No power over themselves, blindness |
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Don't take it as a diss, take it as an act of kindness |
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We wanna be in front while you fools is behind us |
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Are you gonna live your whole life with blindness on your eyelids? |
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Pretty boys fakin like they grinders |
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[Del] |
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First off, you a buster so mind us |
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On the street with your crack thinkin your a timer |
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Co-signin, findin it ain't workin |
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Fiends is perkin, I seen you on Perkins |
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Fools chirpin around the blocks with glocks |
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And you, really ain't ready for the plot they got |
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It's unbelievable the way the leave your skull on the pavement |
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Snatch up your scrilla as soon as you made it |
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You could be layin dead, instead you play dead |
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So they would quit whoopin your ass; you get, put in the past |
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Tryin to keep up with the Jones' like the mass |
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N.C. baby, means you got no class |
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[Poser speaks] |
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"Aw what nigga? Man, I be on the flat lands all the time, nigga. |
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I-I ain't even trippin!" |
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[DEL] |
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"Man you from the hills though man, what you doin" |
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[Poser] |
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"Aww nigga you don't know nigga. Nigga, I'm following niggaz." |
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[DEL] |
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"You trippin' man." |
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[Poser] |
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"Man I be grindin' and chillin' |
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Nigga, I was rolling dice the other day nigga." |
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[DEL] |
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"You need to take your ass to school." |
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[Poser] |
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"Aww" |
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[Chorus] |
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Followers, dick swallowers |
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No power over themselves, blindness |
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Don't take it as a diss, take it as an act of kindness |
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We wanna be in front while you fools is behind us |
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Are you gonna live your whole life with blindness on your eyelids? |
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Pretty boys fakin like they grinders |
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("Dude, that ain't me, dude") |
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[Del] |
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You bite somebody's style, it's invitin like a child |
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You cling to it; I hear it, hmmm |
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It's got a ring to it - if that's your thing do it |
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At least you claim you ain't down with that hiphop shoobeedoobee |
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Which is fine cause my click say you booty |
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You a white kid, your mom said I'm a mooley |
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Now you talking 'bout pass the doobie and the toolie |
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Got your raps and your gat pointed at yours truly |
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Talking 'bout you gonna school me, who me? |
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Here's a little jewel like a ruby |
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since you talkin like you knew me |
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Playing a role that's straight out a movie |
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Acting unruly, and your neighbors call SOO-WEEE |
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to the pigs then they fling you in the brig |
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Leave gang bangin to the real gat holders |
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or real black soldiers who you don't know of |
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Who don't show love with all you sun and your thun |
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Cause they know where you from, |
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You from Oakland, you rich and you ain't from the slums |
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Your pops is a politician |
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So why bein a criminal is your three wishes |
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used up, do what comes naturally |
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Quit playing a role that don't even have to be |
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You slippin |
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[Poser 2] |
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"Dude, I ain't slippin, man I'm from the town too, |
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man I'm from the Oakland hills dude. |
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That's East Oakland, blood. You don't even know, man." |
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[DEL] |
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"Man, you trippin man." |
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[Poser 2] |
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"I ain't trippin dude. |
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Why you trying to step to me like, you know, you somethin man?" |
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[DEL] |
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"Yap, yap, yap, yap." |
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[Poser 2] |
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"What up? Whatever dude, whatever." |
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[DEL] |
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"All in my ear with that yappin, man. You trippin." |
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[Poser 2] |
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"I'll keep at it to! Wassup?" |
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[DEL] |
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"What!? [laughing] You gonna get hard? |
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What you talkin about fool?" |
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[Poser 2] |
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"Hey, you never know." |
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[chorus] |
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Followers, dick swallowers |
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No power over themselves, blindness |
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Don't take it as a diss, take it as an act of kindness |
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We wanna be in front while you fools is behind us |
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Are you gonna live your whole life with blindness on your eyelids? |
