.[Intro]
(They call me Mister Tibbs)
[Verse 1]
When it was crumbs, scraps, pennies, pats, everything was fine
You treatâ
meâ
like a loadedâ
gun when I ask for whatâ
is mine
Always try to dim my light no matter how bright I shine
But I've got my standards that I.
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