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Jun 2013
He come down from the hill
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He come down wise
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Lookin all ways now
Fer the police
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He had some gold in his pocket
So he went a courtin his "special" girl
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She said
" throw that filth away if ya
Wanna be with me"
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So me throwed the gold away
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He got something ta say
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(Snoops ....errywhere !!)
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Best keep ya mouth shut
Stay outta jail!
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AMERICA!
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ATE IT'S OWN CHILDREN

DIDN'T YA SEE?
Written by
jeffrey robin
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