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This night I met Jamal
The one that raped, y'all
In the end I wanted to cry
But dammit my hole's gone dry
Not for the money, not for the fame
I had no power, I came and came
But, now I'm lost in the alley of Toronto
I can't replace the fact that I let a thousand negros go
No more living trapped inside
They'll make me surely cry
In the alley of Toronto, I blew 'em away
You'll grow to loathe my name
You'll hate me just the same
You won't need your breath
And soon T. will meet his death
Not from the years, not from the use
They used my tears to fuck me with lube
