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you?) Some nerve I knew a girl from Jersey who use to love Donny Hathaway And she was from Piscataway Her brother pulled a gun on me She told him "Put
Piscataway, 8 Ki's I have we lay Half today, my whole island like Gilligan its fast away By the way, [whats up dawg] who's hardest Probation over yeah, ima
can kick it this way, I can kick it thattaway I kick a funky style, from New York to Piscataway Suckers best scram Now in ninety-three it's all about
Nyack! Ronkonkoma! East Orange! Piscataway!
pussy stink bitch go that a way Finger fuck a model from Piscataway Judge hit me with assault and battery I need money every day not a salary Chilling
the way they acting We live in Piscataway my nigga, it ain't surprising when this shit happen Drip on Craig of the Creek Now they gonna listen when I
niggas gon ball like we JJ Redick The best in Piscataway so don't you forget it I influenced you niggas so give me some credit Shout out to Justin,
ya later sinara mother fucker I'll see your ass tomorrow behind the bleachers out by Rutgers Piscataway is that away my database is programmed To hang
and take the pain away Jersey kid, Piscataway I just want a happy day, I just make it anyways with you 24 hours, I've been thinking bout you, steady on my
guys from Piscataway know I'm still Hil And just like this on every song I plan to still kill All these words I got in my brain All these memories that
of Piscataway Out of the cage so, I can't have a rattled day I woke up just to clear out the mag and spray Mobile suit Hathaway Mafty crafty, I been the main that
Piscataway how I got away From the mud just like when YHWH made Adam out of clay Automatically slept on Now all y'all got to pay You sleep I'm spitting
to run that away On the road to Piscataway Rutgers off the garden state. Before we share supper We marinate. A whole lot moor at steak Before we hit
Piscataway how I got away From the mud just like when YHWH made Adam out of clay Automatically slept on Now all y'all got to pay You sleep I'm spitting
a girl from Jersey Used to love Donny Hathaway And she was from Piscataway Her brother pulled a gun on me, she told him "Put the gat away" i was tapping
to take a lap if I elaborate I just hit a quarter pounder in Piscataway Don’t you ever hit my phone up on a Saturday I just hope I kick the bucket in my
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