I'll start:
[i]We're halfway there...
Whoah oh[/i]
[i]Livin' on a prayer![/i]
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[i]-blam!- the police coming straight from the underground. A young -blam!- got it bad cause I'm brown. And not the other color so police think they have the authority to kill a minority. -blam!- that shit, cause I ain't the one for a punk mother-blam!-er with a badge and a gun to be beating on, and thrown in jail. We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell. -blam!-ing with me cause I'm a teenager with a little bit of gold and a pager. Searching my car, looking for the product.[/i]