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observations of a crow

Well, that cat down there, yeah, well he's Louie the flea
He's married to a waitress by the name of Lora Lee
When they scream
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
the sky, 
Completely disappearing behind each bar.
Then a helicopter flew by. 

"Say hi to Earl and Edith. 
Tell'em I'm doing fine. 
Tell'em you're old
mine,
I'ma show you how to shine just sit back and recline,
Cause the ride on stilts my back on swow,
I'm wearing Ross gold at 16 years old,
Right now
at shows and I cringe every time it's on the radio
And I think of Nathan being placed in a home
And all the medicine you fed us
And how I just wanted you
at shows and I cringe every time it's on the radio
And I think of Nathan being placed in a home
And all the medicine you fed us
And how I just wanted you
and down the hallway
To my daddy's door

Your son is home, Dad, and he's found a girl
And she's the greatest girl in all the world
I think you'll like
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
to you
And you feel like just some kinda clown
And the old lady is bitchin
Why do you clean up all the kitchen
What time you gonna be home tonight
to you
And you feel like just some kinda clown

And the old lady is bitchin
Why do you clean up all the kitchen
What time you gonna be home tonight
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
home to you 
We're at the same old situation
We're at the same old loss for words
We're at the same old situation
Here it goes once again
We're
a girl of my own age

Or did it begin with au pair girls from Germany
Paid by the hour to look after us?
Did it begin with that first opportunity
by the old folks home
Just to sit a while and bring a smile

They're just family, friends, and neighbors
Doing what they've always done
Lovin'
the broad daylight
And by the time the smoke cleared
We were nowhere in sight

Sadie got an Mustang
An old '64
Sadie got the top down
And her foot
Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
With his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
Hand held
Kevin's basement with all my friends,
Provided we can get, get our lazy asses down to Bottle King by ten.

And the walk home is going to be a real shit
Hood rat, crack whore
Carefree, nightclub
Closet drunk, bathtub
Outcast, weirdo
Stepchild, freak show
Black girl, bad hair
Broad nose, cold stare
Tap
my fence down just the other day
Tore up my yard and hauled my lawnmower away
Shot out my windows with the BB gun
A buggsy down the street came by
to the average guy
But when you got a girl at home you got to let it pass you by
So I try to play the sidelines
Watch what they pull, but on a bus full of women,
home to the crib in the Chi and everytime I see your thighs I cry when i drive by,
Watch it you should bring a thrill, got tha fellas on some Johnny
globetrottin'
A nigga blow a little paper when it's time to move
Fuck old money, for the new money
No tellin' what a real nigga gon' do

I do what the fuck I want
You wined me and dined me
When I was your girl
Promised if I'd be your wife
You'd show me the world

But all I've seen of this old world
Is