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My Story
My name's , are you listening?
I grew up listening to that group called Rolling Stones
I was told you're wasting your time by dreaming
They never knew how harsh they were with those tones.
Words they thought were normal for dreamers
I didn't see why not, nothing could stop that
Until one I was caught with dealers.
Saw flex with
Thinking I'd now be one of the
I didn't think I'd be caught playing with fire in ice
Next to the stolen car he said " ".
The policeman on the other side is on my track
Asking, "how did she escape ?"
I didn't know there would be no going back
It was a once-off deal but I guess that too was dumb.
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Luphiwo Mbuce
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