Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay
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Little naked kid it's where I used to play
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Dad paints the house on the stereo
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Reggae music plays and it just goes to show
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You can't shake what you've been sold
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Roots so deep I can feel the fold
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Had not a clue that my mind been mold
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Now I've gone and done what I've been told
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I can't trust no man because of those days
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I can't trust no man I can't trust no man
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It don't bother me that I grew up this way
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They way it was coulda blew my mind away
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A scale of dope a couple bars of gold
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No man got my trust over my control
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Can't Trust No Man
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| The Dingees |
