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Eyy Eyy! Wha wrong, boy? Somebody fuck up your joy? You get throw off of a mountain man What 'appn, she take half of your money or something man? Boy, I surprised you even like girls for true You stay upstairs makin' music in your room All I hearing is boom boom boom And pornhub.com (Stop bein' stupid, how the fuck is this helping me?) Help for what? Help for what? Why you need help? Since when you need help? Boy, many people, not all, but many people that look like you In Notting Hill don't behave like you They in betting shops and talking shit Or burning crack, or selling brick Somehow you decide You don't want to be part of di life You go and study computer science All of your grades sky high Pay your rent, live your life Letras de cancionesBy now I happy eh Because you doh behave like them No gun he carrying No knife he carrying A mic he carrying Up and down the country they singing with you Words you writing in your bedroom After watching porno (I don't watch p-) All of a sudden Because Miss Brandy, Shandy (Kali) Whatever, Miss Kali-Brandy She givin' you no lovin' She givin' you no huggin' And you cryin'? Shax, the stone the builder refuse Shall always be the head corner stone Help for what? Give yourself a break You don't need help Shax You need faith From Letras Mania