"...round up the troops, to tell him how he sound in the booth, you don't sound like the truth, wanna be on top of the world, 'til he found on a roof, tell dudes, the old dudes, I'll be the poison in they fountain of youth, nigga, I create it, you mock it, we know the shit's belated when you jock it." - Joe Budden
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