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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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