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while he gone he Still be teachin' me: A choice has consequences and That's called responsibility Yeah, just imagine what this shit could be And even
the summer of '16 I called you up, said I'd be there in a few I rang your doorbell, you kissed me I wished that moment would last an hour or two Remember back
on the backstreet, I Heard a gunshot, ayy I seen a body had dropped Ayy, but nobody called cops Get the striker, get the car chopped My garage look like a car shop
Cause I gave you reasons I remember when you took your breaks You called to tell me all about your day I miss that Why can't we fix that Don't
What’s left to say When I’ve said it all Get to the money Way I set it off I waited for you but you never called That’s why I Keep to myself I don’t
idle hands and turn him inside out Before she's done Now little Jo lives way out west in a tiny town called Bourke She was raised on beef and beans,
or the way that I was told There was a king that always felt too high and then he fell too low And so he called all the wise men to the hall And he begged
And I don't really know what they're called Can you tell me about 'em? She say I'm handsome, I tell her that I adore her fashion What's up? She say she
have been talking about, sir There's a young artist out of Jamaica called Runkus And this one's called, "OUTSIDE IN: INSIDE OUT" And I'm telling you
many times I called I should have known better, people are bitter But we have to learn to move on Woah, woah You know that we can stay if we want Woah
blue I think I get it, man, cause I'm the same When everybody else is trying kill the pain I heard you called your sister from a holding cell And your
Damn! Yeah I think thats what its called And the plan was to escape break it all and watch it fall And I was that first drop to slip through the rock
always came with him I called Angie but was cryin on the phone I was cryin in my home, even crying to 'Pone You see I, knew Big had love for 'Pac Even
Wait 'til they all in sight I'm just everything he not That's why it's hard to dislike Poured a deuce of Wockhardt But I called this light Free the bros
is your doom Zoom zoom zoom I can hear the hoot Damn I don't need a box in my boom You called the cops on me you fucking mule Ninny is this the worst
poem's called "Black, White & Blue" Black, White, Blue Who are you? Black, White, Blue Who are you? You a Black man? You must rap, man Prolly
Called it love, thought it was Started off happy like all the time Ended up no where, no where, no where Pack a bag, only one Hurry up, we
a wrong'un and she foreign, I laid that man down on delete (heh) She called me a dog doin' doggy, I ain't even sorry, I'm proud of my leash Who let
plenty good lovin' Do me right Do me right My lonesome dove Tell me one more time What is this thing called love I'm not quite sure As to what is
up demented But that was expected throw me a lesson I called for a blessing He answered tremendously Head with some Hennessy she evil inside Yeah she
boys That she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard Sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember Some dance to forget So I called up
just a memory, you got what you deserved You thought you were a tough guy, thought you'd get on someone's nerves Everybody left the bar, you called
got me looking at you dazed I'm with LV, she called all her mates Now its lighties and whities, they're brukking out the place Bobby Rava take
hundred bricks If a nigga need that I just fuckin' with the vowels DJ turnin' up the volume Made a song called "Slap A Nigga" Then I put it
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