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Hey baby, this the one |
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Dr. DooomI still love you 'cause you ain't plastic |
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Makin' them peanut butter sandwiches |
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Babies cryin', runnin' around with dirty diapers |
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The way you used to make the |
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Kool-AidWith the weave all in your hair |
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Even some droppin' down in my soup |
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I could excuse that |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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Girl we been through a lot |
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Every season |
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I used to bug you out on the couch |
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For different reasons, you thought |
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I was crazy |
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Catchin' a |
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Greyhound bus down |
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SouthCollectin' lightning bugs |
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And bring a dead mouse in the house |
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Holdin a fortune with a jar of termites |
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I used to blast the |
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Delphonics |
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In a glowing room with black lights |
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Colt 45 had me sportin' a wig like |
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Billy DeeI was a |
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Melle Mel fan, always bumpin' |
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Run DMCWe stuck together when one of my parakeets died |
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You broke down and cried for the love of animals |
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I used to always cut the legs off a roach |
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See if he'll stay there on a piece of tissue |
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And give him a piece of toast |
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That morning, he would wake up and be gone |
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What the insect had a ambulance? |
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As a little boy eatin' ice cream in the cold project apartment |
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I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison |
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And say, "Y'all makin' too much noise"(Too much noise, oh, too much) |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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Grabbing crackers out the 'frigerator |
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I was a terrible masturbator |
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I was looking at |
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Black Tail and |
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PenthouseSince |
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I was in a incubator |
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With Similak aimin' my bottle |
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At a fine nurse's ass-crack |
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It was a pleasure to collect ants |
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Havin' 'em in my |
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Billy the |
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Kid pantsAllergic to chocolate, chewin' |
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Oreo's and |
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I couldn't stop it |
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I remember the days when |
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King Vitamin was in the supermarket |
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Kool-Aid was syrupy, my mom used to make it real slurpy |
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Don't believe in |
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Santa Claus |
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They had a dope pea coat filled with mothballs |
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Lint everywhere with |
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UTZ chips livin' debonair |
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Fly girls with onion rings on the staircase |
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I had Pro- |
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Keds with |
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Lee suitsAlways used to stare in your face |
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Take you on the roof, check out my pigeon coop |
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Dressed up like |
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DraculaEatin' a slice of pizza on your stoop |
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Neighbors knew |
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I was a nerdy |
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On the Bronx streets |
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I was seven thirty |
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Girls you was infatuated with my quarter fill(Hey baby, check this out) |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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It's welfare love, section eight |
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Yeah(It's welfare love) |
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You look so beautiful baby(Welfare love) |
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With your long hair(Welfare love) |
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The way you got it done, sewed in(Welfare love) |
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Babies walkin' around cryin'(Section eight, section eight) |
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Food all over the floor |
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The kitchen sink messed up(Welfare love) |
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It's that old ghetto smell in the house |
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People comin' over to borrow sugar |
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That's the way |
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I like itCereal all over the floor |
