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I was carried to you
By the hands of my fate
Thought it was too late
I wasn't the type that believed in true love
At first sight
you changed it
Billy Dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one
Fooling with some foolish things he could've left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he
Passed her by in the hall felt my heart beat fast
Turned around and I swear I saw her looking back
Walked my way thought she waved but it wasn't me
the act
And hot became lukewarm
You can tell everybody
That we're just fooling around
But baby don't fool yourself
I know what's going down

If you
When it gets messed around with I?m the one, one
Uh huh. Uh.

[Jim Jones Talking]
I swear it wasn?t me
I swear that wasn?t me
I swear it wasn?t me I
haven't started yet
Watching all the girls walk by

Could I take you out?
I'd be yours without a doubt
On that Big Dipper

And if the sound of this
died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend. 

Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
She looked around the arena and standin' by the fence
Was a tallean cowboy with a big black hat and tight fittin Levi pants

It was Jim a fine young
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
to get keys
At fifteen, I was full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
homies around the way in the South Bronx
Jason, Shawn, my man Jim-Jim, the whole posse
Those who I miss, you know who you are
[Name], Bezo, Lucky
time
I'm gonna get nine tracheotomies, all the way around my neck
I'll be tracheotomie man!
"He can smoke a pack at a time! He's tracheotomie man!

I
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, early '90's it wasn't pearly and shiney
I was so damn grimey
'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes
Or jewelry wit the X's
we're here for, so take those off"
By now she's butt-naked, I'm ready to break it
Threw on the jim hat, I'm ready for trim, and all that
So I did it
time 
It's time for some perculator 
I circulate around the block 
Black to get me a six pack a half of Harrow's chicken 
A good combination, when I
The mic was passed and that's when I found out

(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by the way I do my thing)
(People from