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Its Gangsters and Violence Part 1
As i spit, the fire blazes off of my tongue, burns this love of anger inside of me the sunny warmth of this heart seeks out what bestows me and i continue to depict life in a red hue so as i walk down the streets, red chucks on my feet and a red jansport backpack, i see these kids on smack and im thinking, damn, all high on the mainstream of life that such bitterness has constrained them. That's not where i want to be but as i continue to walk along this side of the sidewalk, the redness in these curtains bleed and convey me, control me, compel me, intimidate me And now I am lost. Absorbed into the brightest of red. I represent RED. So as I enter the doorsteps of this home, the blue skies fade away, and turn this dullness into gray. As I take the first step through the door, broken dishes scatter alongside every broken tint of blue that rushes out of the tub, palms raise and screams ring throughout my eardrums. Such fate of tears I cannot unwind. I leave. Take the shelter on this side of the sidewalk underneath the ocean sky along with my family built by society. We must hold strong together, we must defend each other when in need and through struggles. Bring forth the blue of the day. I represent BLUE. They walk along the lines. I must walk in the middle. They are bright with emotions. I must dim myself out of respect. In the royal purple chambers of loyalty i sit in the middle of the road not to disclaim their obstruction, but to prevent it for change. To seek out greater intelligence and proclaim that life does not end just because of society. The consistence of this eager swells
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