Lyrics 5 x 5 - Black Damien
Your
sister
had
a
crush
on
me
like
the
soda
If
I
reciprocate
our
friendship
would
be
over
Saw
you
in
communion
with
a
strap
That
act
made
my
respect
lower
But
it
still
was
a
pleasure
to
know
ya
Ant
bka
Keith
to
be
brief
Kept
a
pistol
in
your
briefs
While
some
were
yelling
hail
to
the
chiefs
Saw
you
robbing
youngins
in
the
streets
While
I
was
in
the
window
drinking
Rock
Creek
peach
Thinking
life
is
a
beach
Yours
was
a
war
Flipping
raw
before
G
Star
Raw
Around
the
time
of
Snoop
And
Salt
and
Pepa
Shoop
We
both
thought
Pepa
was
cute
A
red
girl
we
tried
to
knock
her
boots
On
a
quest
for
loot
In
40
below
Tim
boots
I
had
the
butters
You
had
the
Jodeci
joints
Fashion
was
splashing
Legs
would
point
The
preacher
should
anoint
you
And
point
you
Point
the
joint
with
who
Pughie
a
bad
influence
Used
to
play
hoops
with
him
and
students
But
after
I
graduated
I
ain't
seen
you
since
Flip
the
calendar
to
2004
My
man
Scoobie
I
saw
At
the
Fifth
Street
liquor
store
Told
me
you
were
running
with
dudes
in
VA
Got
shot
in
the
back
over
a
rack
And
in
peace
you
lay
In
my
chest
the
pain
stay
Like
the
42
I
purchased
that
day
Saw
your
sister
on
Facebook
To
erase
the
images
weeks
it
took
Now
I'm
the
mirror
I
must
look
Damn
slim
that
was
my
bruh
But
hey
Real
youngins
don't
die
we
5 X
5
On
bruh
never
drag
my
guys
real
live
Real
youngins
don't
die
we
5 X
5
On
bruh
never
drag
my
guys
real
live
Real
live
real
live
real
but
hey
But
hey
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