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So many different versions of a word that's been distorted
Twisted into something that it's not
Yeah love's just an expression, 
No I don't think
the clowns
To make us smile,
Through space and time
Always another show
Wondering where I am
Lost without you,

And being apart ain't easy
On this love
with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both caught making love on the bathroom floor
[another version: Picture this, we were both butt naked,
love for Chico anybody else we do not vibe
I think niggas try to flip the old school shit too much
I think I put there like Mcnabb with a nice touch
I
never feel right in a tie and suit
501s and a plain white tee 
I stay gettin' stopped by the LAPD
That's just life growin' up in south central
I been
mean that kid
That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
Gettin' his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
A fuckin' shame, duke's a lame,
* versions on "Greatest Hits" differ from the original recordings 
{helicopter flies overhead} 
[Parrish Smith] 
Yeah time to put it down E 
Time
gone. Hauling around our memories. Every corner a display of our life. A life I assume will never be the same again. No signs, no clues. A game that I
the weight splashes inside and keeps falling
no smiles, beauty hidden for protection
until trampled by shuffling feat
until a new season arrives and brings
a calling that isn't enforced by me
Cause I'm free from a GQ
Maxim
Playboy establishment
Christ is the man I strive to be like and that's no accident
My dad
mean that kid
That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
Gettin' his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
A f***in' shame, duke's a lame,
on a train, 
I see a pretty dame and I wonder what her name is,
For' I even get there the question on my brain is,
Do you love the Lord do you live to make
of the pie throw your summers in the sky, no love lost baby the future is so bright...(kill the television x3) 

Nothing says charm like an armored car
by life, while suffocating inside a poor version of one. Grip the match, set the fire. Don't save a thing.
Rebirth. Reborn. Now this is progress.
I mean I only want better for myself
Sometimes I even want better for y’all
I swear, there’s no love in hip hop
Irony, not even on love and hip hop
back to the stash crib
Joey Crack baggin' up cracks
One love, give 'em Jeep bags, Kid!

[Chorus]

Word life, I'll be the infamous
Who leaks
mired by sluts
I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
All your version predicates 
Done as well as you pronunciate
In the (west)?,we're gonna
love to kill me
Time to pry open the truth
Apply pliers to my own broken tooth
DIY or die, no health care benefits
You could spare me the ‘'I know,
As I Remember my menage au trois was mired by sluts 
I question mark your heart, punctuate your fate 
All your version predicates 
Done as well as you
it?
Yes, sir

We rep the Lord truly
We heading straight ahead
Man, we ain’t tryin’ to hit no U-y
Man, they can’t do nothing to me
We don’t look
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

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