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The Get Up Kids Conversation

think we'd need to have Another damn conversation about it Didn't think we'd need to have Another damn conversation about it Didn't think we'd need to have Another damn conversation

of the space in this small world There's room in my life for you, girl Though we had a lot of words to say Didn't think we'd need to have another damn conversation

s and artists dead Make slugs a part of his head Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right All my niggaz

pastor (huh)And lil mama she from Nebraska (yup) and I'm a pretty nice guy but for my girl I'll act up (yeah) those other girls don't get shit (nothing

want to baby) My honey... Bad Wale (Hold the fuck up man, hold that shit up man, all that slow shit) Yeah, bitch you need to sit on me You like my conversation

white man's idol (God) (talking) Who gone save your ass when we blast Who gone get the last laugh, coming up out of this ghetto crisis Coming up out

I just need, someone to believe in, as you can see It's a small thang to a true, what could I do? Real homies help you get through And come to knew he

[Eightball:] Close your eyes image just you and I alone No instigators or player haters in our zone It's on, we bone like two high school kids Breathing

Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art First of all you need a good foundation Otherwise it's risky from the start Takes a little cocktail conversation