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Flaw Somebody S Victim

me I never thought that I would be somebody's victim Begging for my life again Praying for it all to end I never thought that I would be somebody's victim I know, there's

The one that's rocking fresh pelle pel's Tru to the shine on his bone Somebody beatin' up the block on fresh rider rims If it's me, hell, you can tell

me?? Like Richard Sim-mi Don't run away, where's your nuts at It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone

I going throught this I keep asking myself Does somebody really love you, taking blows at you Controlling you, and do you really love yourself I don't know, it's