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Say it once
Tell me twice
Are you certain I'm alright
Just a sign
To remind me
Tomorrows worth the fight
Ever changing
The story line that keeps me
the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction
The days go by, and her belly gets big
The father bails out; he ain't ready for
on dropped off in the jungles
Teared Khakis, red bandana wrapped around your knuckles
Me and my brother used to dip down in 'Shaw
Stopped at the Weiner
gold.
The nights are silver, they make you shiver.
Tomorrow the Jehovas will come by.
And they will ask you of and excuse.
Not to accept eternal life.
the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrows satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out he ain't ready for a kid
As I lay blood soaked on this bed
I recite these prayers that have helped me out
Through many hard nights
Will I die by knife or will I be
transaction (action)
Phife diggy Dawg, we on some Todd Shaw mackin (mackin)
You know my stee', there's no time for relaxin (relaxin)
Word to Reggie (Phife
the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction
The days go by, and her belly gets big
The father bails out; he ain't ready for
Traditions started by the school not far from the Apollo
My "Fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado - word to Custom Auto
Time"

"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." 

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Or you'll have to pick it up by 11
Wait a minute I got a meeting at 6
I can't pick it up by 7-ish
Therefore I must pick wait until tomorrow
Go to my man
my necklace
Crime infected, driving a Lexus with a death wish
Jetting, checking my message on the speaker
Bopping to Mona Lisa brown reefer, ten G's,
if we keep flirtin' fate &
hurtin' with hate. Time to grow up, get real, come on
We can ressurect the world by the lights early dawn
What so proudly
STAY PACKED SORTA LIKE IPOD
IN MY PHONE I ain't GOT NOTHING BUT STARS
PUT YOUR NUMBER IN MAMA IMA HOLLA TOMORROW

HEY!!! YOU KNOW THE TYPE OF CHICKS THAT
say your not getting enough
I'm being pampered by two sluts with tits
That haven't been tampered with, runnin my tongue rancid
All over nipples your

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