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back in the day when we were kids, we be in the backyard playin, mostly clowning each other and when one of us would get just a little bit too spicy most of the time that would be me, momma Gladys would crack the back screen door and go Hold Now Lucie yeah cause I got that T A stuff . I know you cant comprehend where I been or where I'm about to be yet, you tuff yeah but I got that T A stuff and if that don't get it I just reach up above and grab some of that super natural mind you a beat I did not skip, touching the super natural you need ah relationship, since we on a skip trip let's skip the rythmic flow that's smart and sleek anybody can do that who spent at least 4 out of a 5 day week and move to the dynamic fundamentals, if you want, go git it and if you hear the word no, they own it not you Trump Ability, can you say that wit me, trump ability hmmmm, I can write a poem about that,I got that T A stuff.

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