To kick the truth to the young black youth

[Mortimer]

But it was just the dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' woolies at sixteen And runnin' up in gates, and doin' hits for high stakes Makin' my way on fire escapes No question I would speed, for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all Stickin' up white boys in ball courts

 

[Godboy]

But it was just the dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' woolies at sixteen And runnin' up in gates, and doin' hits for high stakes Makin' my way on fire escapes No question I would speed, for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all Stickin' up white boys in ball courts

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