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Heart of the City Atlanta

The pray and pray on my downfall
But every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball
Now I don’t want to have to kill sound
Don’t want to have to cock back the four pound bar
Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
I’m not looking at you dudes, I’m looking past ya
I thought I told you characters I’m not a rapper
Can I live?

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