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finally free (intro) - fat trel lyrics

i don’t know man, like, i love d.c. i mean, i love really love d.c, like i’m in love with d.c. you know, you could be riding in the back of a limo, you could just easily be riding in the back of a [?] on this van. the sound of go-go is the same as the buzz of a bullet, spinning p-sses your ear in the dark. that randomness. that’s d.c. you know, you got fires, twenty-four-hour sirens, drive-by shooter, the juiced-up burglar, he high off pcp aka dip. there’s always a drunk driver or the savage youth out carjacking. we got k!ller cops and cop k!llers. there’s the husband or women you f-cking. and then, there’s that one man, at any moment, on any night, there’s people getting raped, violated, robbed, abducted, mane, murdered and loved. there’s definitely always a baby at its mother breast and sometimes there’s a baby alone in the dumpster. that’s d.c, die city, don’t come. drugs and chopper, district of columbia, walk with me on [?] tomorrow

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