Maybe hearing this album and knowing most of the lyrics to it when I was in about 2nd or 3rd grade (thanks to my older sister) helped to warp my brain?
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"He’s a healer, a fixer, wears $600 suites, drives a $10,000 car and he carries two guns, one to stop trouble and one to make trouble. He was born in the ghetto and raised in the streets. He’s been a man since he was a kid, and trouble is this man’s name. "
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- Whatever, Whatevers...you know what I mean?
- Have you ever killed a man...with your mind?
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- We belong to the Deadbeat Club.
- Birth, School, Work, Death
- All the OG's are disappearing.
- Jim Carroll Rest In Peace
- Getting paid for loafing.
- And this is me expressing myself.
- Tip numero uno: Sell yourself.
- I'll get a job, when I hear the true call.
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