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Feb 2014
Do you think you could help me out?
I've got a wife and a kid,
I'd almost sell them for the highest bid.
Haven't eaten in weeks, showered in a while,
So that's my excuse for smelling like bile.
So can you help me out?
But you have work, kids and gotta pay the car bill,
The new playstation came out and its looking real good,
You're stressed to find if you'll get money from your uncles will,
And you couldn't be bothered to take a step in the hood.

It's fine, I understand, the prolific problems of the poor are of no use,
We will survive these hardships with only a little abuse.
Take our freedom and take our pride,
Do not worry, we will not hide.
But first,
Can you help me out?
MST
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MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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   James Jarrett
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