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Stupid life, there we go Livig in the Bronx it was great My father was constructor in the day time Came home for an hour and was a doll man at night My moms, she worked at the airport in Queens I think, I think it was JFK 'Cause it was like father away from where we live And I know the.it was closer As a kid I went to all 3 their jobs and I kinda have a photographic memory of em. I remember out to get there by memorizing a [?] on the train. Now it was fun and dandy for me to go to the jobs as a kid, But when I got old I had school. You know, being a kid I was acting like we wearin shit fuck it, why not I start to get in trouble in, ask when the whippin start it I was venture at that point I cush school and then I go to my dash job Doing construction right I put my mask on it I just start going crazy Real quick I roll Does the son did say father time's schedule for work? Of course, I spell the son with an O but I roll that one word in yellow Then I went to my mo's job, right? She left me an attendant pilots lound for me I roll, how can you say you fly when you drive so clean Hi hi hi, she almost got fire SongtexteFuck ti, I needed attention And only the streets gave it to me I remember being a kid right and my uncle he practically he raised me I remember him coming over on my pops went to work And he [?] all the ink on his hands, on his clothes, on the sneakers I'd been confused 'cause it's like 7 am I found that lady was [?] with his boys Taggin every train that they left innatended Was so cool man, so fuckin cool. And we weren't rich at all Actually, we were barely making it Especially under this [?] Ronald Reagan this fucking guy Republicans man. Aus Songtexte Mania