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Type one bipolar, call me loco
East London born, raised in the Sun
Long time since mixed draw and cocoa
***** fi bun

Cops in the hood taking photos,
How to be a man?
I like the girls with the maybe and no-nos
Kids on the run
Those who bite don't bark
hoodies in the park
worse than what you see on telly
hoodies hiding in the ally
people waiting for a saviour
us and antisocial behaviour
19, greedy for the gravy
6 years HMS Navy
23 me type one bipolar
when I miss your girl I call her
meeting, chances thinner and thinner
still eating sardines for dinner
when we meet: how do you do? How do you do?
when I cry
I cry for you too...

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