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Crazy ass Crooklyn kids.
Poll Results
| Option | Votes |
| Subliminal hypnotism and colonialism | 1 |
| We keeps it hard like fat asses & cases of Heineken | 1 |
| Chips that powered nuclear bombs, power my Sega | 1 |
| Rastas smoke marijuana, enterprising businessmen shoot dice on the corner | 1 |
| to spite the hand, jealous of the next man | 0 |
| So violent crimes, black on black plus mad crack to boot | 0 |
| Everybody can't rap, so most hustle and shoot | 0 |
| Make money money, get money take money | 0 |
| I can't understand that concept cause Jah rules everything around me | 0 |
| Fire burns the unjust like arson, larceny | 0 |
| melt MC's with mental telepathy | 0 |
| With precision, we slicin and dicin | 0 |
| In Crook-land, right hand cuts off the left hand | 0 |
| leaves most niggaz dead or in prison | 0 |
| Here in Brooklyn, home of the warrior and villain | 0 |
| Trife type chicks, "Top Billin'"s the anthem | 0 |
| Excuse me while I light my spliff but some choose to sip | 0 |
| So bullets hit brains, when bottles hit lips | 0 |
| Clips. Whatever happened to .38 Specials? | 0 |
| Now it's Desert Eagles, government issue | 0 |
| Probably the same one that killed Noriega | 0 |
| Listen cause for your mind I got the right nutrition | 0 |
| Peace to the East New York, Perverted Monks, and Mike Tyson | 0 |
― President Keyes, Wednesday, 24 December 2008 12:49 (seventeen years ago)
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