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The Rizzle Dizzle

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Posted on August 22, 2008 - 9:32am at Suburban Turmoil
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At one point when I was a teenager, I began referring to my house as a "crib." If I liked something, it was "dope," (prompting a hasty room search by my "rents"). I gave "mad props" to my "homies" on a regular basis. I listened "fresh," "fly" beats on my stereo. In short, I sounded like I had lost my mind.

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