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Bout a young negus, a king and preacher He 22, looks by the soul like he 40 Look by the soul like he 40 Grinding that turn all the minutes to hours
a laugh I tell you what I like Wildings at Christmas mate I grew up in Newport in the nineteen eighties Hanging by the castle with all my mates Sparking up
ain't call even though he heard me on the Tube Weren't you the same dude trying to get the GD Cube Everyone at school knows me by Jimmy, call up my boy
Go to work and decorate The living room, we'll paint it gray Walk the dog and take the garbage out Grocery stores and shopping malls We'll make
pinball At Barleycorn's Got to hug Nathan K down by the thrift store Turned down loud rockin' in The Pool I was floating 'round South Bend Like a motorized
dice an pumpin gas to get some cash you had to store the coke, we mop his ass my pops would give me cash, but my mama would take it from me if I didn't
lost her baby And now it drives her crazy. Since Mary Anne lost her baby, Her whole world has gone crazy. Walking through the store, See
then sets in your ear The kids play with that one toy they learned how to share Coming home don't never seem to be a celebration Bills, they piled up
knocks of 78 I'm not impressed by degrees Hook ups store bought accolades Or if you're holding weight What impresses me is community Great love, talent
the store When I shopped there They threw me off I know papi got a brick in this bitch I smell acetone Ima mind my business And act like low don't be
on a bitcoin You can't handle the pressure you Hanging with the big boys Lot of these niggas want to beef Cause I got big toys He thought it was a percocet I
Talked back to my mother she smacked me across the head Got belted by mean old father 'til my butt turned red But Christmas time's upon us and Santa will
months later, she's what I look for This is my baby girl, this ain't a whore anymore Bust down the door Fuck her like toy Sex ain't a chore Go
This is a story from the Fable of Lore What's in store Oh nothing much Just stories Nothing more These are the tales of the shadows that would fade
and quiet We been makin' all the noise From the guns to the cars We been droppin' all the toys More money make me stronger This shit damn near steroids
We saw you every day with your hands on your crotch and so much to say You went from bouncing toy cars with golden motors to neon striped BMWs
Fingerprints on the window of the toy store display Joey sees what he wants, but doesn't have words to say It's round and it's red with no buttons
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