Been blood with them bricks, pimp
20 cents and a ball of lint
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Carol city or was it the west
I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place... went!
They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement
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