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Kids Like Us You Know Your Life Sucks

believe I'm still a part of this. You don't talk at all when you use your fist. But then I see integrity through shit. I can't believe I almost let you

You know what I'm sayin'? Check the technique Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same Suckers kidnapped the game I know the biggest in

No, you, no, her, yeah, you, go The reason you didn't get picked Because you got your nose up your ass like you're smellin' your shit But tonight you

thinking that I know you never would And now I know, I want to kill you like only a best friend could Everyone's caught on to everything you do Everyone

wana shut me down, what about the kids the kids the kids is great/ watch how my nigga we dominate, makin through were you cant concentrate/ releasin and

I love you and you love me too we were meant to be cause shorty you love me and I love you too and I promise I'll be true to you [50 Cent] Go shorty,

hope you make it through Who the fuck you know be fuckin' with this? As Big Pun's knowin' you'll be givin' a shit Not a damn soul, I let you know from

ducks Everybody in your crew sucks Punk muthafucks Fuck critics, fuck your review Even if you like me, FUCK YOU! Fuck your Mom, fuck your Mom's Mama

Everybody life sucks!" Dont you know that, I knew this - My whole life The anglo-saxon, caucasian, low-life - the no money broke life The subway cup holders, street corners Constantly look over you