Mom was a Sargent
No qualms
i does the garbage
(A) Fel low spits ice
Hel lo midnight
Camell go get right
Ya probably know that
Bobby Womack
Showed me
a road map
How tah move
Ya style and groove
Wild and smooth
Now ya prove
A crowd whose
Cloud of sounds is cool
And on stage
they amaze like
Tadow at the Carolina West
Long Beach just a remindah yes.
(How did they provide vibes and pure facts
Without a doubt it was before crack
My hearts actions
And Art of passion
Are lasting
in your long term
Kin's pure song adjourn
Memory banks
My energys pains
Smashing distractions
My voodoo
Sho shoo
Crashed and dissed factions
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