Hey Man, I dunno, Im new here... it was off the dome
so I figured cypher... Im sorry... oh god, do you really wanna read my real lyrics? lol,
how do I move it to scripture?

on a friday sittin on a curb of york and queen, curiously watching the junkies and feinds,
trying to find the lyric to describe what it could all mean

dust, dope, horse, coke, they ain't pushing nothing but the plunger, takin they minds of the cripplin hunger
Mans got eat but hip hop died on these ...