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Busta Rhymes]
Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream
Balling the club, now I·m drunk having a bad dream
This mothafucker tried to greet me with wealth
I never knew that I would see that day that I would meet the devil himself
This nigga was eagerly waiting to prove it
Astonishingly, already dancing to his own burial music
Well anyway, he plottin· to do it to me
In a certain kind of way, and started off directly popping shit to me
While he spoke a couple of fires would spark
While he sat in the shadow talking his shit we watch the sky getting dark (he saïd)
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30.10.2006, 21:59 de mircea ilescu