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Jeremiah Patrick
Jeremiah Patrick
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I'll be out here doing drills like the Italian Mafia I'll be out here doing drills like the Italian Mafia I remember I came from nothing I remember I was sleeping on people's floors I was sleeping on people floors like a homeless man I was sleeping in people's basement, I was sleeping everywhere Just to have somewhere to stay, I remember them cold rainy days Now I'm just sitting up here living wealthy, with all these bands in my freaking hand Like, why the heck Wendy keep on dissing me for Why the heck she keep on dissing me for? She need to go fix her freaking face Her face need to go get replaced Like, she need to get surgery on her freaking face Her face is brown like a freaking frisbee You can throw it across the dorm yard You can go it across the freaking dorm playground I be out here doing drills like the Italian Mafia I be trying to get all these freaking bands That's all I be focused on I be going to the studio every single day Every single day That's all I be trying to focus on I be trying to focus on that I be trying to stay focused I be out here doing drills like the Italian Mafia I be out here doing drills like the Italian Mafia Boyz two Nasty
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