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Next message, sent Tuesday, December 26th, 2006, at 7:38pm:
What up, brother? Christmas time again, still doing the same shit, getting into the same trouble. Thinking about the same things. You're gonna awake to a new realization. It's time to know, the shit will come to an end. Get some reefer my friend, puff that thiing hard. Look in the mirror, see the future, you know that shit is gonna change. Now I want you to listen to this rhyme, made many years ago, it's gonna tell you something you should really know. It's talking about the places you grew up in, you got a little crazy, you didn't even know it. ... What you think about that, take it deep and call me back boa (boy).
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