.He said, it's like the grass that grows
Between the cracks of ghetto streets
Relentless, in spite of the neverlasting
I said, "baby, damn, you got lyrics"
(Make it like) make it like poetry, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, mm
The thugged-out pimped-down im.
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