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JumpRope

Get up get down turn around this my home town, so where's my bodies at? now put that color down. Tell you secret that smells like homicide. Don't let it get around, so put that color down. I gonna strive to survive and reside alive, I aint a fool with a method-all desire to die. Cause can't you see the tankers are coming to drive by, can't you see the arsenol is dropping a line by. I aint nothin but a Mo Fro from the go and I solo like a dope whos eating soap on a rope cold like a soal locked out the door and I'm so solo so slow I don't know what I know. When they make me mad I start blastin'. When they make me sad I'm procrastin'. Taking away everything that they may, but I'm still rockin hear as the illiterate assasin. You see everyone the same the same name just aint gonna entertain. Call upon the breed cause you cant take me I'm just too insaine. Caught up in debris and you say I cannot supply the pain? Sorry bout' your brain but its the game i just cannot refrain. Step right up but take your shoes off at the door. Unwelcome a man who finds his freedom at the liquer store. Bothered by hate, 5 minutes late, now you missed a date. What can you say cause now your fate's laid at heavens gate. Enter the season without a reason get an alogation. Bombarded with questions with seamless answers, get 5 years probation. 1 quarter at hand, who you gonna call? Don't leave a measage at the tone and you're gonna fall. In the end when I think my life is over, I'm sober, I'm fatherd, grandfathered, and love her. it's over.