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On your foolish pride, you see
And somethin' 'bout Elm Street was the
He was born and raised right in Martel Homes
LL Cool J, Flavor Flav, Professor Griff
Jeans, I love you, you keep me warm
Huh boom bamma then you say
con se.
Eiledon, my dream is there.
I missed the fourteen-eighteen war
Pop it like this
Run with me, and see if I give a fuck though
But now I've got the money and they wanna giv
And say, "Where did hip-hop get 'em from
I lie in the heat of the night,
A little black haired girl
Later on, in our lives we can reminisce on the pai
You'll never see a landlord, round me
I keep the heat for whoever wanna see if it's
it's all fucked up
Be a slave
If I stop there, claiming ignorance of taste,
And some intoxicated woman
as he goes whistling past his daddy, past his dadd
You see the Lex, you fake ass thug, you need respe
Where anything can happen.
Content that when he's finished work he'
no secrets