| When the cops didn’t find him for grindin’though
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| They kinda blew the vibe, figured it was time to go Plus, he had to at home a long time ago
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| And he had made like ten dollars off the sign he wrote
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| It read: «A little hungry, and need a little money, it’s for my little sister,
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| and her little tummy.»
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| Wasn’t lyin’though didn’t go buy hydro
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| Went to the restuarant and bought two gyros
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| 'Cause he knew they wasn’t cooking where he lived
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| Da-kook-akook-akook's now took him to the crib
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| A little hurt from the rail he took into the ribs
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| Right bast the pushers who couldn’t underdig
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| «What's the use of pushin’if you ain’t pushin’none of this»
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| If i kick with y’all I’m just pushin’for a bit
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| But, what was on his mind had pushed him to the lid
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| They best customer wasn’t cooking for a kid
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| Yes sir
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| So he kick, push
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| Over his shoulders he swore he’d never look
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| 'Cause wasn’t nothin’there but the blackness
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| Life wasn’t too attractive (Yeah, uh)
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| And so he kick, push
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| Over his shoulders he swore he’d never look
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| 'Cause wasn’t nothin’there but the blackness
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| Life wasn’t too attractive (yeah)
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| You see his mom was a crackhead and his father couldn’t be contacted
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| He lived with being different, was combated
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| Amongst the other things on his young, black head
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| And see, his girl was a white girl
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| But, just cause she was white, see her life wasn’t light-world
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| She, too had the drama thick
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| Had a daddy and a momma, but her daddy used to momma hit
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| Daddy caught something, chasing fatties made her momma sick
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| Couldn’t afford the medicine, pimped it to the pharmacist
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| As suicidal feelings would rise, swich over to trasitions, helped her conquer it Pays for her momma’s pills with a sponsership
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| A cell phone bill and a Honda kit Uh-huh
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| And that’s why she skates with him
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| Someone to feel her pain and her place to be That’s why, that’s why, that’s why she kick, push
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| Over her shoulders she swore she’d never look
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| 'Cause wasn’t nothin’there but the blackness
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| Life wasn’t too attractive (Yeah, uh)
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| That’s why she kick, push
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| Over his shoulders she swore she’d never look
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| 'Cause wasn’t nothin’there but the blackness
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| Life wasn’t too attractive (yeah)
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| A traveling band of misfits and outcasts
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| Knock their heads from Misfits to Outkast
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| A lot of scars, they did this without pads
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| A lot of hearts, who did this without dads
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| One’s father was fithy rich, two was middle class, and one was homeless
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| Add in a paralyzed girl in a wheelchair who just liked to watch it,
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| that was the whole clique
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| I think about it everytime I see this old flick
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| That was taken in the park, in front of this old bench
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| They wrote on the back, «You thank for push, kick, hope you make a video,
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| the beat is so sick.»
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| Well, I did, I hope you seen it It’s on MTV, Soundtrakk’s a genius
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| Love from Tony Hawk, beat from the Ice Creamer’s
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| Before we out it out had to pay the fillipinas
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| Just to show 'em how…
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| You kick, push
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| Over your shoulders you swore you’d never look
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| 'Cause wasn’t nothin’there but the blackness
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| Life wasn’t too attractive (Yeah, uh)
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| That’s why you kick, push
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| Over your shoulders you swore you’d never look
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| 'Cause wasn’t nothin’there but the blackness
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| Life wasn’t too attractive (yeah) |