The last of a dying breed

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The Last Of A Dying Breed I want a man that's my hood dream... I want a man who will use his T-shirt to clean off the lid of my beer can for me I want a man who will sit back and laugh with me about how the rookies are actually running and chasing the corner boyz off the block I want a man who can laugh at the sight of the pushers who are careless enough to let the new comers find the exact location of their stash I want a man who's not afraid of what his friends will say if he holds my hand while we're out in public I want a man who will be there for me I want a man who will opt not to cheat on me and knows what's at stake if he ever were to decide to I want a man that won't even tell a lie, unless it's done to protect me, the less you know the better it is for both of us kind of thing I want a man who's not ashamed to pour out a piece of his soul in words to create a masterpiece that's like music to my ears I want a man who's not against providing for his family I want a man who's not afraid to say that he cares and is there for me I want a man who's strong enough to instill his deepest dreams and aspirations into me I want a man who will hold open the car door even though we been together for years I want a man who's handsome, strong, witty, and charming, a gentle giant, a hustler, a true pretty thug type I want a man who's thoughtful enough to share the covers while we're all hugged up late at night I want a man who knows that it's ok to hold me and who doesn't mind being held as well I want a man who compliments me not the your so gorgeous kind of thing, but the when people see me they see him kind of thing I want a man who's intelligent enough to know that things can't always be his way I want a man who's capable of holding me down and shows me how to ride, the same way I won't hesitate to do for him I want a man who will shelter me from the cold winds of a snow storm until the storm comes to an end I want a man who's a true warrior out on these mean streets, but can also be a solider of love for me the last of a dying breed I want a man that's my hood dream