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He was my guide My teacher And all the lessons lost Then learned again This world has a way Of laying you flat on your back We have a way Of lifting our legs in the air When we are the ones should be doing the ******* He was a shaman A ghetto Hammurabi And when the night is too dark And the truth too stark And I don't want to play my part I heed his words His wisdom I remember what he said **** this **** I need some chees" How very profound
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
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He was my guide My teacher And all the lessons lost Then learned again This world has a way Of laying you flat on your back We have a way Of lifting our legs in the air When we are the ones should be doing the ******* He was a shaman A ghetto Hammurabi And when the night is too dark And the truth too stark And I don't want to play my part I heed his words His wisdom I remember what he said **** this **** I need some chees" How very profound
My ***** **** what you say, ain't no more play in GA
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