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I need to get organized man,
hands up to the skies and,
cut the lies and,
stick by my man,
number one guy's plan,
It's in gods hand,
I'll do what I can,
pray for my mother and,
my baby brother, damn,
we're in a fix,
I'm as chicken now as a pair a' chicks,
my life's a lollipop, give it a couple licks,
cut the rose, I'm done with pricks,
and blood suckers, freakin ticks,
I'm a bum, kicked to the curb,
and damn i tried the suburbs,
bu I like the city,
f*ck pity,
and jazz'll be fine,
the world is his, the skies are mine,
we're tighter now than we have ever been,
tighter than siamese twins,
better friends? there's never been,
It's like we're more than kin,
and where do I begin,
well, I'll start later,
for now I'll father rap, darth vader.