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growing pains

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I'm back again this time I still got the notepad just a different pen

its all coming back to me like way back when/maybe because I got reacquainted with

an old time friend/well here we go whats the next line I don't know/just putting the

words together try to make them flow/putting a little rhymes out on show/I thought

fuck it I'll have a go


excuse me its my alter ego/let me take you back to this old time friend

we were introduced way back then/I was only a couple of years just past ten

hanging around people you would consider young men/the type can I tell you yeah

I reckons,that they could take your car in under ten!fuck sixty seconds/anyway they use to

have this favorite past time/you would hear booked next one mine/come on brother

take a hit you be fine/ got up went to walk in a straight line/stumble fumble "fuck" I'd

mumble then my stomach start to rumble/"I could go a Crunchie,Mars and a Violet crumble"

at the time fresh from being expelled/this is where our relationship really excelled

our very existence intertwined meshed and gelled/during this time a lot of braincells were

felled/started going to a new school/learned an air condition plug in a v n commodore can be used as a tool/sorter

like a key/and if you see the cops yell "ninga na's"so every one can flee/then get back and

check the loot/needed everyone of us to get the safe up out the boot/another night another

day"come,come with me this way we will follow these ones here and get that pay"/we will tie em up

and bash them if necessary/he came all prepared had his beanie turned in to a robbery accessory/

playing with the big boys now getting in deep/if I get caught doing what I'm doing the penalties

are going to be steep/its either jail or death/a child feeling like and old man about to take his

last breathe/a life lived to fast but getting no where/take a look and all you see is despair/

but did I walk too far down that road that my life is in disrepair/nah fuck that!I plan on

making it too that rocking chair.
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