When A Homie Made All Of Buckhead Rock

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Me and him beefed big time, my former roommate. He and I never saw eye to eye on things but some how just loved each other. True after beer bottles over the head and whiskey jars meant for the head that people came flying out of no where to save a poor fool. Then one day went home with him and it was so pleasant, not his real home but had a aunt in Georgia. He got this place rocken. Oh I love this song, watch this, I think was a hold your beer moment. He goes with the beginning warm ups, not yet buddy watch this. These fools gonna jam right now. Paranoia Paranoia and the whole place just started bouncing and not just the place we were at but across the street like 5 place paranoia Paranoia, we got so hammered with people and boos, , hit aunts house please do not ever visit like that again, now go paint my shingles. My one homie never got up. I am so wasted. I guess that means we not going anywhere then after that , ah me so bored's light weight s .