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hhen California could be sold To any fool who had been told bbout the Punkin Center Barn Dance Mama had the fever and my daddy sold his soul
darling Lung capacity don't mean nothin' To me 'cause I'm out of brain cells And they say don't take your recycling To the HI-5 center because it's all
? going through spells of anger ? you can anail the danger I'm feening the snaps so call me a hype for the static I'm icning My brain recycling havoc
up Pissed of cuz I'm poppin I might land in California just for shoppin Waited my whole life just to get it poppin And I be damn if I let these jealous
Lifestyle so memorable Center of attention, The tension is building, fuck the wall Divide and conquer is their plan so ima stand up For my roots with my
address for school, two educations Rich friends then back to my land You was hard where I’m from It’s a well-known fact Whether a white cat, brown, or black
outside Ready for all conditions I'm outside with it I might go fishing No I do not hold feelings I go off road if the road missing You know that the flow
As a youngster I never knew nothin' Just an inobedient child in the neighborhood You know the one the police was always chasin' Straight down and dirty for my
Demus are di master-blaster Well, everything mi chat A murder mi charged for Listen mister Demus from di mic center I tell you, say, no wicked turn up
It’s just another day in the Life of an artist searching for truth in the Rhymes that I harvest Art is my savior, art is my crutch Art is my
WESSIIIR FOR LIIIRR NIIRR! What you bitch ass niggas didn't think I was comin' back. I told y'all niggas, I told all you niggas. You niggas couldn't
In a country gripped by violence In a land plagued by gunfire And drug money, one focal figure Stands above the rest tonight See why the people
Nathan Just an inobedient child in the neighborhood You know the one the police was always chasin' Straight down and dirty for my props Eleven years old,
been too long since we dreamed about that land of california, the general chicago home sweet home and thursday's oh so sad except the water ritual.
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