18 year sentence with no parole
I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
With a blonde bride, tied the knot inside
Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal
12 year old books going through your fuckin temple
Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
Sing with me, sing for the year,
Do not attempt to interfere
You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold
Still moving forward like a 2 year old
Left a 12 year old me with his whole world shaken/
We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from
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