"He came from the streets where everyone's meat. - Guns in the night put you under a sheet. - Can't love no one 'cause he's on the run. - Sleeps in the alleys, wakes by the sun. - Listen to the sirens, thinkin' they're for me. - It's a lonely life for Grandmaster B. - Yes, a lonely life for Grandmaster B."
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