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the fruits of ecstasy In the midwood twilight, on his pipe plays the faun In the green temple, from the dionysian days, watch the dawn. Goat-foot God
place became my second home Treated better than a friend I will come back to you some day Midwood I swear, before the end
don't float This same nigga came a long way from butter on a roll Right now looking like Midwood's only last hope Only artist from my hood with potential
borough or hood Used to bag bitches from Murrow to Midwood Back when you was in the crib watching Squidward You don't want no beef, kids will get torn
to the ocean Feeling wavy But I never surf Midwood where I spent most days in class excluding k through third Got good grades but never learned Always speaking
to Double back back Brooklyn always Greets me With a Brooklyn Lefferts gardens China town Midwood Cobble hill (Oh Brooklyn) Oh Brooklyn New lots Red hook East
she stay on my mind Man she stay on my Midwood block kid Pull up Ina drop yea Super soak ya spot make it hot here Don't worry bout ya nigga cuz he
of Tempe For the moment I'm in Midwood Trying to make this shit good Do it like me? Kid you wish that you could I'm looking at the sky And I smile thinking
turned water to wine so I'ma turn all of these rappers to soup Shouts go out to Sheepshead, shouts go out to Bay Ridge Shouts go out to Midwood, y'all
For the guys, I'm throwing like 6 Nigga don't run, I studied your tricks Fucking your bitch in Midwood Park She my lil ass smooch, and she fuck with
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