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a dove
I was head over heels



When I hit the manhole cover

Kathleen walked up, said, "You alright?"
No, I'm in pain, duh.




Well, sleeveless shirts
box over to "game" 
Do what's right to you, 
Not what they tell you to 
You can fight 
We meet tonight
So join us for pong 

It's up to you
Birds are singing in the trees 
As we rise up on a beautiful morning 
But I can't hear 
That beautiful sound 
Because I'm permanently yawning
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten

Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says
Now I was down upon my luck
And the jobs were hard to find
I was sort of short on cash
And my bills were way behind

So I went to see my life
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten

Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If
rifles, and M-1-sixteens
Causing Havoc's, sparkin up chaos, bringing the ruckus
Heavy metal heaters, mobbin under bucks
If you can't beat us, then join
show up
This shit remind me of a drive-by
More motherfuckers die by accident than on purpose, why?
Cause they don't know what they doin'
They see if
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
NBA, never broke again, never going
paid, blow up like the World Trade

Sometimes I brag like Hov
Sometimes I'm real like Pac
Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got
Sometimes
breaker Pig-Pen, this here's The Duck Uh, you wanna back off them hogs 10-4, 'bout five mile or so, 10-roger Them hogs is gittin' in-tense up here By
And won’t always show wit’ his face depends on who its pointed to
Now a bunch of groupie niggas want to join the crew
Models want to join the pool, it’s
Bill Jackson was a poor old dub
Who joined the Darktown Poker Club
But cursed the day he told them he would join
His money used to go like it had
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
rifles, and M-1-sixteens
Causing Havoc's, sparkin up chaos, bringing the ruckus
Heavy metal heaters, mobbin under bucks
If you can't beat us, then join
Is it wrong to break the rules
When the rules are made for breaking
If you go and ask bill clinton
What is sexual relation
Like a dancer
I'ma give all why y'all something, word up
Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
They goin' be like,
"Yo you, you need
jump bail Join the army, if you failed
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But losers, cheaters
Six-time users
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If
only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If