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Harvey Dent - Injury Reserve
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Harvey Dent Injury Reserve

Harvey Dent - Injury Reserve
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I believe in Harvey Dent

[Verse 1: Ritchie with a T]
It was a dark night, kickin' back in DC
With my boy ??? putting suckers in froze
Like Mr. Freeze they say mister please
It's a mystery why they call me the Riddler
When I spit riddles full of adrenaline on the corner
Oh, I'm a borderline psycho and a retro sneaker hoarder
I might go and hit a thick female
The hips look like she had lipo
With cakes that'll make 2 niggas fight tho
She had a brother that was always in the kitchen boiling
And had her stuck on the green plant, ivy poison
Poison Ivy she was itching for a fix
And so was her brother for some brand new kicks
So he got real close to me, I saw him as my brother
Tried to keep him out of trouble, tried to keep him undercover
Get him away from distributing death to the fiends on the corner
And get his sister off them greens
She needs a future, and I guess so did he
So when he was struggling I gave him a place to rest his head and some food to eat
Woke up the next morning, he was gone with my sneaks
Harvey Dent, Two-Face robbing me
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