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May 16, 1994 👁 495
Mama but her belly cause a pain and sorrow
Rupa Wole made a sign inside hollow
Gangsta roll your soul, and it run with soul
Shut a bossy your soul, shut a bossy his soul
If me shotgun, me start flex like a sorrow
Drop me me sword, and me bow down and run
Me chop off your head, me wish I could hit your marrow
And sing, how dem a go and like dem bad soul
And offer dem all raising up like zero
Wicked man say, how dem a go and like dem bad soul
Yes and they never yet lick out a man marrow
Who no ask them