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Jan 25, 2007 21:12

they say that boy dope flo so insane
on the mic when I blow exhale the winds of change
I ain't forgot bout that time I saw Gods face
or the runnaways who tell me I help them keep faith
like my flos comfort they soul and make hell feel like home
at least a lil bit let'em know 5-19 is still killin it
as long as they still feelin it like I'm feelin the Henny
ppl on the bottom asked me 2 take they dreams 2 the top with me
so I carry they dreams and they prayers all the way there
I represent the kids with slit wrist or the ones cought in the system
I'm the living embodiement of your hopes and wishes
all real never ficticious a warrior in a world thats vicious
so many dead homies I know I'm blessed 2 livin
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