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[aid] => mick
[title] => Yo Yo Player
[time] => 2017-03-25 13:52:16
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Yo yo player
You/'/d think you/'/d be the one to know
Another dude rolling in the dough
Big tough guy
Yeah, living all of your lies
Walks and talks like a sissy
A little Miss Prissy
Running from the cops
For selling your drops
Your stride is way too wide
No place for you to hide
Flatfoots up in your grille
Got the look
But those feet just can/'/t cook
You may be a player
But you ain/'/t no Gale Sayers
You/'/re just another loser
In the back of that popo cruiser
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[topic] => 65
[informant] => jamesstockdale
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[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
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[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
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[topicname] => toughstuff
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