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My 9 Rhymes

アーティスト:Esham  アルバム:Boomin' Words from Hell 

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Born beat up and always hungry Never thought I'd turn into a criminal if anything Runnin from the cops like Al Capone Goin Rambo on them mother fuckers like Sly Stallone Got a gat in my pants like its part of my belt Suckers scared like butter so they start to melt I stand silent like concrete in Detroits streets What a rich man throws away is what a poor man eats When i was 5 my mind start to blow Told my teacher i want to be like Hitler when i grow up When i was 7 disregarded the laws of heaven I went to church on Sunday and i cussed out the reverand When i was 10 i started commiting sin Witchcraft and voodoo with needles and pins When i became an adolescent i never learned my lesson Puttin holes in mother fuckers with a fuckin smith and wesson


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