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Contact With The Real

Would Hurt Hurt So Much But I Kept On Going Ignoring Ignoring The Pain As I Sat With Blood Pouring Down My Nose And Nose And Throat I Lost Contact Contact

is real no imitation. Party people, are you ready to dance? Well come on, here is your change. Like a diplomat I like to make contact .All the cuties- I keep 'em in check. With

my own business Back and forth with the rhythm Till I make the jizm I'm a jerk [R.L.] I e-mailed you, tried the cell too Tried to contact you But I failed

cause there's smoke in the air Get close to me, I'll contact your ass like a flare As you stare, nigga you gonna come to term with what you see A primitive

The Visions I see are rarely clear Just below the lie I am sure of hides the real Reality-We feed machines-with minds in need of worth Contact made with

can see, pan across the horizon With the sun, fun with the chicks year 'round everyday Christmas comes Year 'round profound players mack hits, on Cadillac Perms, cut in layers with

m taking a pit quick for pigeons making my dick brit Which ho will the Goldie get with? To fill up a cock mouth with this liquid? Pimp down for pussy

not before you find out who's behind this showdown Your best friends been makin others real mad you're tellin this dude eveything and now it's real sad he's rollin with

yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (I'm afraid you're carrying some large metal objects) Feel this, Big Pysch, let me tell you how we livin yo [JuJu] I know niggas with