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I had this ghetto bike as a kid that didnt have breaks (because it got stolen, then my dad saw a guy selling it on the street and took it back from him, but the breaks were gone) and I would ride down this hill all super fast showing off to this Armenian girl I had a crush on...giving her the "I know you wanna bang me" look.
Well anways, to make a long story shortish, my friend walks out on the corner as Im hauling ass down the hill and go's "HEY DUDE!", I look at him, it throws off my balance and I go flipping down this hill for like 40 feet. I had cuts on every inch of my body.
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Yeah but you're going to do what you wanna do
No matter what I ask of you
You think you hold the high hand
I've got my doubts
I come from Chino where the asphalt sprouts
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And even if I have to go to Claremont
Well I guess I'll just have to go to Claremont
Let me go
Let me lie low
Yeah but you're going to do what you wanna do
No matter what I ask of you
And you send your dark messengers to tempt me
I come from Chino so all your threats are empty
- the mountain goats
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