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Poll Results
| Option | Votes |
| I'm two guys, multiplied by ninety-three guys | 2 |
| We was playin for fun, now it's keeps | 1 |
| Maybe I'm the most thorough worker on the job to you | 1 |
| There ain't gon' be no revolution tonight | 1 |
| When overwhelmed and blessed, burst in tears of happiness | 0 |
| You bust, Amadou Diallo is us, and what | 0 |
| Mentally cuffed, thrust by a cop thinkin he tough | 0 |
| Twice in a lifetime you combat the ghost of mistrust | 0 |
| Because once in a lifetime is rough | 0 |
| and ended up in a early grave | 0 |
| shootin dice on worldly ways | 0 |
| like my man Troy, who lost his days | 0 |
| "Once in the Life" I was trifle like that | 0 |
| I got a knife and a bat, to bust your brain, put a knife in your back | 0 |
| now I'm on my knees, beggin' "God, please! | 0 |
| Save me from the fires of hell! | 0 |
| Let water water soul prevail" - cos I can't take no more | 0 |
| Life! Somebody callin you insane | 0 |
| Emotional or reason, now which one do you obey? | 0 |
| Life! Your heart is one with your brain | 0 |
| and packin a tool, (fuck you) Mom Dukes it's cool | 0 |
| Poke an icepick, smokin that (shit) since preschool fool | 0 |
| Kids in the 6, they flip for nonsense" | 0 |
| Ask Book he saw it, "Yo black I ain't seen (shit) | 0 |
| and left in the garbage, now that's cold-hearted | 0 |
| Like my man Mark I beat to death wrapped in a carpet | 0 |
| Is that you, Pete from Cobb's Creek, who died in my sleep? | 0 |
| Who's that knockin, at, my door? | 0 |
| Drinkin her spit, when coppin a fix for dope bliss | 0 |
| Thug cat bangin this chick but won't kiss | 0 |
| Life long friendships so cha-o-tic | 0 |
| And men who glimpsed the darkness inside, but never faced it | 0 |
| And I've tasted, the bitter tragedy of lives wasted | 0 |
| Lost and they lost all they fight | 0 |
| Half of my warriors as high as a kite | 0 |
| if I said the blunt was like a baby pipe | 0 |
| but I guess I wouldn't be right | 0 |
| I smelled this malignerance addiction, | 0 |
| Turned original verbs into submission | 0 |
| of empty words without tradition | 0 |
| I've heard the mind is repetition, | 0 |
| appreciation of this mediocre nation | 0 |
| And it's a shame that most of y'all are followin sheep | 0 |
| Wallowin deeper than the darkness, you're fallin asleep | 0 |
| Yo, yo, I've seen relationships that's so sick | 0 |
| See they plan is to erase me, just to replace me | 0 |
| I'll rock, twenty-eight years before the Feds can lay a trace | 0 |
| vanish in six months, with no tears believe it | 0 |
| From nothin to two mill', in five years I'll live to see it | 0 |
| makes most of y'all hustle ya ass off | 0 |
| The fear of this beatdown, the women on no cash to floss | 0 |
| or maybe I'm the one, who was plottin to rob you | 0 |
| Evenly balanced seein evil equally in each eye now | 0 |
| that'll push the average to the edge and swan dive to death | 0 |
| I've seen and experienced things | 0 |
| I've seen true genius, too often to lose the meaningless | 0 |
― Dom Passantino, Saturday, 15 March 2008 11:52 (seventeen years ago)
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