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Press fast forward, fuk it, to the next episode
I wouldn’t even spend a dime on it, even bootleg downloads
These streets is like an infected lymph node
That’s waiting to be explode
Only Sundays is when EVERY hethen just wanna be  in CHURCH MODE
How do u suppose,,,,
For real, be real with ur self
And,,, Ladies,,, get ur crown from shelf
And tell that man that u sure do love thyself
More than love itself
 I mean isn’t it suppose to be like that? What else
If u dint agree, u can use a little self help
Ladies should lead, and her man shall follow
And tend to ur needs, like an Oracle of Apollo
His love should never make ur heart feel hallow
Or like, when ur mind wonders, like, “where’s Geraldo?”