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55 and very alive my legs be a kickin in the main in the game my beatin heart still tickin outta bed to clear my head the pace of life jus quickens open eyes can see the sky another day I'm winnin stuff to do, jus movin through de pop of life is trippin me be bop rocks in non-stop dis musik track be flippin last dime spent, I still be bent a mash up life o whippin been to school, so now its cool into the grave to be slippin Music Selection: Bird and Diz, Ko Ko Oakland 1/29/11 jbm
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 10:06 AM UTC
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55 and very alive my legs be a kickin in the main in the game my beatin heart still tickin outta bed to clear my head the pace of life jus quickens open eyes can see the sky another day I'm winnin stuff to do, jus movin through de pop of life is trippin me be bop rocks in non-stop dis musik track be flippin last dime spent, I still be bent a mash up life o whippin been to school, so now its cool into the grave to be slippin Music Selection: Bird and Diz, Ko Ko Oakland 1/29/11 jbm
james-bradley-mccallum
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 10:06 AM UTC
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