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Late at night I'm dreaming about a time where I could change my side

Please don't tell me you know the rules to go by
I can run away and leave you
I once knew a girl by the name of Monique
She was my childhood sweetheart every day of the week
Whether PS46, or 151
After school I'd go to her
to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fucking joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun

All Humans Should Live In Their Fantasies
So They Can Stay Away From Any Sorrow And Pain
Just Look At Me I Was Forced To Stop Playing
Baby your eyes make me scared to tell the truth
But my heart was bullet-proof
Now I'm just dancing on the roof

Every single thing you say
Makes me want
Me and my dog was on a mission like we Kel and Kenan
Early 2000s Detroit might as well been the hell with demons
Wondering when I started losing
tell them? 
You know what I tell them?
Keep Dreaming niggas
Find your own way
Don't worry about taking mine
A-yo yo we are going to do it a little
try to tell me that I'm ruthless
[ Richie Rich ]
So when I'm kickin knowledge I be frontin on the schoolin
[ D-Loc ]
But you're wrong
[ Richie Rich ]
Serve a couple tables and I’m off on my Bianchi
I’m outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me
Money, money, money all they ever fucking say
It was the type of feeling that can't be explained
The way she moved her lips away, drove me insane
And now I'm left here in the wake of something
ya like a ba-by
You got me thinkin' about ya, dreaming 'bout ya
What you wanna do do do?
It's just me and you, you, you
What ya doin?

close by so she called him on 
the phone and let him know that she had made it home safe

("hey baby I'm home, love you")

But it was spoke too soon,
I was in love with the block, call it the avenue Jones
Through the village we just happened to roam
Knuckleheads, bad to the bone
And every single
Cooking grits and riding dick
Swear she the best chef around
Pop that pussy, now let me see you doo doo brown
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Tell these bitch
honouring my medulla
No time for your common coonary
Prognosis was doses of mean rock
Dreaming I been thugging like when Afeni conceived Pac
Papa told me
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.