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When I was young, |
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Mum bought me a guitar |
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A microphone an' she said |
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I'd go far |
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She said, "Just keep it raw, the lyrics hardcore" |
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Listen to my talk an' get up, |
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I'm on the corner with my |
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Hey kids, gather around, it's |
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Wyclef an' |
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Melky Sedeck |
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I got a story to tell, here we go |
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Sit right back an' hear a tale |
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Of a hustler 'round my way |
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Who used to clock around the block |
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From where my grandma stayed |
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Black BMW with rims to match |
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Windows bulletproof |
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One night, he jumped out the car |
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An' caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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You can be at the party gettin' loose |
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But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose |
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Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand |
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Okay, what should |
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I write next? |
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Oh, yeah, an' if you don't know |
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Success brings stress |
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I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from |
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JeffThe operator say, "If you accept, say yes""Yes, what's the deal, son?", "Yo, I got bad news" |
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Yo, by the tone of his voice, |
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I heard the ill street blues"The friends will make you, then too can break youThey plan an execution like Fu Man Chu", "Who?""You know the character from Channel 5 Kung Fu""Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you""Hey, yo, your cousin Rohann", "Uh huh", "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh", "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans""What?", "In a plastic bag with a note attached""Sayin' what?", "A million an' a half or he won't be back""So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12 o'clock sharp""If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" |
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Yo, why they wanna start an' make me play my part? |
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Don't they know like |
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Sting, I could turn this murder into art? |
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I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke |
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Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the |
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Pope?S-s-someone blew the horn, |
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I turned an' looked left |
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To my surprise, it was my sis, |
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Melky Sedeck |
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Sit right back an' hear a tale |
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Of a hustler 'round my way |
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Who used to clock around the block |
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From where my grandma stayed |
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Black BMW with rims to match |
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Windows bulletproof |
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One night, he jumped out the car |
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An' caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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You can be at the party gettin' loose |
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But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose |
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You're shootin' in the opposite position, |
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I'm thinkin'"Should I fire or hold back on ammunition on your wig transition?" |
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My mission, like |
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Take 6, is spread love |
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But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves |
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You up in my face, |
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I see the fear in your eyes |
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You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised |
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Shalom, shalom, pardon my left |
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But my right hand's on your throat, massagin' you to death |
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You provoke the cycle, call |
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MichaelYou're lookin' in the mirror, well, |
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I'm in your window, oh oh |
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You hear me, |
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Urkel, your blood will turn purple |
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Like the color, you holler, ballin' for your mother |
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No one hears you even though you knock |
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You used to walk around the block with the [Incomprehensible] |
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Things done changed since your spark got hot |
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Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock |
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Sit right back an' hear a tale |
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Of a hustler 'round my way |
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Who used to clock around the block |
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From where my grandma stayed |
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Black BMW with rims to match |
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Windows bulletproof |
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One night, he jumped out the car |
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An' caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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You can be witcha girl gettin' loose |
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But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose |
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You can be at the party gettin' loose |
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But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
