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I was born one day before Saint Pat |
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I guess a ***** miss luck just like that |
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Henry Ford, not even one mile from motown |
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Explains all the soul that you hear in my sound |
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A ten minute ride to Linwood, I begun my mama first son |
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Look what I become, a wee hit with words |
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This ain't no Reggie cause the flame rise from Oakland |
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I used to play with pistols and crackhouses |
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Get to school just to ***** *****es on dirty couches, abandoned houses |
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Find one with the lights on it, landlord came pulled the hook and locks on it |
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Money I'm plotting on it I put the block on it, I'm gonna get it |
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Fold deep, no shocks on it |
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Rep the D cause it's all I know |
