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So you're all probably wondering why i'm hanging here...
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*sigh* It's a long story. I guess i'll start at the beginning.
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So you probably wonder, how I get here.
Okay, I tell you.
But first, we go back to beginning
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You see that guy getting shot there? Yeah, That's me. I really messed up this time.
You should make it rhyme if you're going to make a rap out of it.
Nice, go on.
My name is Lester Burnham. This is my neighborhood; this is my street; this is my life. I am 42 years old; in less than a year I will be dead.
Now change it to make it /his/ related
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Let me tell you the story of a certain city, on a certain peninsula. Let's start in 330 AD...