Here's the answer and the antidote:
Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke
So cool, my bitch got no shoes
Saw the bombs on the news
Down the street to the car,
Slumdog far apart any sub par
The more battles the better the flows
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
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