| Hi Mrs. Lynch, this is Mrs. Zubrod. |
| I’m calling from Deerfield Elementary about
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| your son, Jason. |
| Um, I’ve been having a few concerns just about his ability to
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| focus in class. |
| There are some options that I’ve briefly discussed.
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| Um, we see this a lot with children and it might be some form of ADD.
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| I’m not a doctor so I would suggest that maybe-
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| Uh, Mrs. Lynch, this is Mr. Bailey, Jason’s fifth-grade teacher.
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| I’m calling 'cause I’m very concerned about your son. |
| It seems very possible
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| that he will not pass the fifth grade. |
| He’s been failing very regularly-
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| Mrs. Lynch, this is Principal Reynolds, calling again for the third time.
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| Please give us a call back as soon as you can. |
| Jason has been suspended from
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| school yet again for getting into a fight. |
| Um, he’s becoming a real problem for
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| the kids. |
| It seems he’s getting into an altercation every other day.
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| Um, we’ve tried to reach out, we’re trying to help him. |
| But there’s only so
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| much I can do. |
| Mrs. Lynch, we have no choice but to suspend your son
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| immediately-
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| This is Detective Pearson with the Third District Police Department.
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| We are searching for Jason Mills; |
| he’s been implicated in a armed robbery case.
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| We have a good bit of evidence that Jason is involved. |
| Please get in touch
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| with us as soon as possible. |
| It’s nothing to worry about, hope I hear from you
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| soon-
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| Hi, this is Stacey from State Farm. |
| The total for this case will be 7,
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| 550 dollars. |
| Please give me a call back and let me know how you’d like to
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| process the payment-
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| You have ten minutes remaining
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take this shit no more
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| You gon' be bad forever
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| Forever, forever
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| Nigga, you gon' be bad forever
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| Forever
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| Who the realest?
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| Who the gangsta? |
| Who the killa? |
| Who that nigga?
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| Who the trillest?
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| Who the shooter? |
| Who got shot? |
| Who survived?
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| Who diminished? |
| Who the witness? |
| Who detective?
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| Who the medic? |
| Who the dead? |
| Who arrested?
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| You the dead, you the lesson
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| We survived, we ain’t stressin'
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| I was tryna live it, I was tryna be it
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| I lived with my mother and stepfather, both had degrees, was heated
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| Went the college route
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| But I doubt that I’m going to college now
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| I was tryna be flyer than Batman so I got me the strap, man
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| And I started stealing and turned into Robin now
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| I’m just a middle class nigga who’s class was a mixture
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| Of them spellin' bee winners and them PG killers
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| Flop flop flop flop, hit your ass with bananas, they gorillas
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| Knock knock knock knock at my door, asking me to come and kick it
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| I was different, see my family distanced me but I was curious
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| The mystery of chilling down the street, knowing I shouldn’t be
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| Was lit to me and that’s the reason why that I am literally
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| The only one to go to jail in my family’s history
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| A «good home, I don’t give a fuck» trap nigga
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| Steal the strap from my neighbor’s safe, blap blap nigga
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| They gon' still throw my ass in the jail with the killers
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| At the end of the day, I’m a young black nigga
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| I’m a «good home, «I don’t give a fuck» trap nigga
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| Steal the strap from my neighbor’s safe, blap blap nigga
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| They gon' still throw my ass in the jail with the killers
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| At the end of the day, I’m a young black nigga
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| Who’s that knocking? |
| Who’s that knocking at my- |