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These streets remind me of quicksand
When your on it you'll keep goin' down
And there's no one to hold on to
And there's no one to pull you out, you keep on fallin'
And no one can here you callin'
So you end up self-destructin'
On the corner with the toolie on the waist line
Just got outta the bing doin' state time
Teeth marks on my back from the K-9
Dark memories of when there was no sunshine
'Cause they said that I wouldn't make it, I remember like yesterday
Holdin' on to what God gave me....
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