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Should I grab my crucifix tight in these dark ages, Or should I blast them all, fill up these pages, My anger rages on, The page is torn, There is a cyclone in my mind, You might go there and find, Demons on a leash, Freedom of speech, Women on a wish, Crimson and sweet, Wisdom of discreet, There's so much I want to do But so little time, My heart is already broken, Why you tryna fiddle mine? Leave me alone, Coz if I rebel, You wouldn't like it, Strip you all off your Nikes, So called ryderz strap you on your bike seats, I m supposed to be nice kid, My last name ain't Shakur, But me against the world Now that's more like it*
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Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 11:00 AM UTC
Versus to be added
Should I grab my crucifix tight in these dark ages, Or should I blast them all, fill up these pages, My anger rages on, The page is torn, There is a cyclone in my mind, You might go there and find, Demons on a leash, Freedom of speech, Women on a wish, Crimson and sweet, Wisdom of discreet, There's so much I want to do But so little time, My heart is already broken, Why you tryna fiddle mine? Leave me alone, Coz if I rebel, You wouldn't like it, Strip you all off your Nikes, So called ryderz strap you on your bike seats, I m supposed to be nice kid, My last name ain't Shakur, But me against the world Now that's more like it*
yes I said Versus not verses
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Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 11:00 AM UTC
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