Friday, October 21, 2005
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4th Avenue Jones - Stereo
We’re too material, materialistic
But one possession I prize is my stereo
I got her when I was five, after I wished it
Now all I need to survive’s a simple stereo
She’s with me when I’m feeling low
And no one else knows
I take her everywhere I go
Uh uh oh
The only girl in my life when the other chicks dis’
Nobody there to confide in but my stereo
She sang Marley we vibe Natural Mystic
Until that day that I die gon’ love my stereo
She’s with me when I have no doe
Totally broke
I take her everywhere I go
Uh uh oh
Well my mother met her at a mall
I believe she had emigrated from Japan
On display but they ain’t never let her music play
Because her moss was a mean old man
And he didn’t like kid’s dancing and rapping all around her bumpin’ that hip-hop
But everybody love her in the ghetto and they start to groove
Whenever she be on the block to ROCK!
We’re too material, materialistic
But one possession I prize is my stereo
I got her when I was five, after I wished it
Now all I need to survive’s a simple stereo
She’s with me when I’m feeling low
And no one else knows
I take her everywhere I go
Uh uh oh
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