20th century Romeo?
My name is, my name is, chicka chicka Romeo
I was mad enough to blow
When that cat killed my bro Mercutio
But when he came back I got him back ‘cause that’s how we roll in the hood
Then that prince came back ready to bust a cap
So I had to fly to Friar Lawrence’s cell
But that’s all good ‘cause I’m a European gangsta but thanksta that prince I gotta hop town
But not before I go see my hun who is hot as the sun
That dang Paris thinks he’s gonna get that but he hasn’t met my gun
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