Cube gives us words to live by. This morning I woke up, noticed this hole in the pocket of my jeans where I keep the stupid card I use to get into work. My life is wearing on me.
Also, as long as we're thinking about NWA:
I'm okay with this yelling kind of delivery. Aggro rap with a background that seems like it wants you to go crazy. Whatever. I like.
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