half the people in my auto class were prep..... but we have alotta preps in our school there are cool preps and there are loser preps...... the other half was dumb, dirty kids who thought they could get an easy credit.... and they still didn't know shit about cars
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R.I.P. Lamont Coleman a.k.a. Big L -- 1975-1999
"Your ice don't shine an your chain hollow/ why you front in clubs for hours wit tha same bottle/ takin midget sips/ I run wit the richest clicks/ Tap the thickest chicks/ plus drop the slickest hits/ you know nothin about L/ so don't doubt L/ what's this muthafuckin rap game wit out L/ Yo that's like jewels wit out ice/ that's like china wit out rice/ or the holy bible wit out christ/ tha bulls wit out mike/ crack heads wit out pipes/ or hockey games wit out fights/ don't touch the mic if you aint able to spit/ flamboyant is tha label i'm wit.. muthafucka.... Big L"
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