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In Front of the Bodega

In front of the Bodega/ We find our hero/ ordering a turkey and cheese/ Looking through bullet proof glass/ at midnight/ on a hot summer night/ uptight/ without a breeze/ Aggravated/ since I haven’t ate/ my mistake/ Aggravated/ cause it’s hella late/ And it’s as hot as a cake/ or a cornbread/ Fresh out the […]