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This is the way the world turns Expect it to be laid out before you We strive to find a way, a way to survive This lesson we experience can only kill

: We have long traveled these separate paths. Our own quests to the meaning of life. Low or high all roads end. The only importance is what you have

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temp tag sequence of letters and numbers on my Chevelle You can ride, but hey man watch my leather Cuz bitches get ejected in traffic from disrespecting a classic

your paper together, get this shit fixed Remixed the management team and tried it ourself Cussed out the GM, almost got put on the shelf Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic

fashion Tonight they couldn't get a seat They've got themselves a brand new history From Revisionism Street Written on Revisionism Street The years of sacrifice and struggle

' props, everywhere we go More potent than any herbal essence [Unverified] grooves verbal lessons Dominant, prominent, eternal blessings Never underestimate the weight of the force It's actual, classical

brotha Afroman, young soul brotha Late night crack house deep off in the hood We kick it outside cause the weather feel good Stereo bumping in the living room Classic

fuck what you think Twenty-one and over to drink Nineteen and over to fuck Sixteen and over to Pat A twelve year old kid got bucked The sweet premium classic