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tude Lyric
I’m the man to be,
cos I’m me, me, me;
but you’re just you
and who cares who
I’m the greatest,
I could be the hatest,
you’re down on your luck
but I don’t care a ****,
life is tough,
an’ life is rough,
but that’s enuff
who cares a stuff
I don’ need to write
cos ed-u-cation’s shite;
I jus’ like to spray
my mark somewhere each day
I score the chix,
I score a fix,
me an’ you don’t mix
cos I know the trix
I’m the koolest gangsta,
you, you’re just a wanksta,
my posse an’ me
hand out cruel-tyy
I got a shooter
you ain’t worth a hoota;
I got a knife,
you ain’t got a life
I gotta switch, man -
ain’t your life a bitch?
I gotta blade, man -
got it all made
ain’t no lovin’
like my ho an’ me..
(what’s that, Mom? …It’s time for tea? …)
poem
by
Michael Shepherd
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