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Jul 2011
Druggie
Need some Huggies
For the baby.
And the lady
She's yellin'
"Gotta start sellin'"

Where's the needle
Where's the pipe
The money
and the knife
Streets it is for us
Baby's makin' a fuss

Gettin' real
Close the deal
Rollin' in the dough
I should go
But I can't stop
I'm gettin' to the top.

Ripped 'em off
Now I'm dead
Lady's gone
Baby's not fed

Too late,
So much hate
This ain't funny.
Dead Druggie.
AVerlinden
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AVerlinden
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