that ain't me standing there holding some cardboard sign it's the end of the world nah, i ain't got those kinda shoes i dig 'em high click-clack up and down your back my mama was jealous all the corner boys fixin' on these green eyes that's how i met jimmy he was drinking some spanish beer smokin' and starin' and weak-knee wicked mama freaked 'cause he was older eight years, you know? anyway, never thought i'd be on this bus all nervous with no make-up they say Worthingdale ain't no joke two women beat to death just last year for snitchin' or some shit no, i won't be standing there with no cardboard sign but i'm feeling it, know what i mean? it's the end of the world but i don't know if i would take it back jimmy sure as hell had it coming
—Derek Richards
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