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Young Wicked and Black
I thought of one of my nephews before I wrote this, God bless him please He's from a western land where the hustla's real, And the thugs'll steal, Brothers'll kill for the love o' bills, Tryin' to get a mill[million], Means much blood'll spill So his forte's to scheme & die fo', Gettin'that cream[money] & lie low, Then hittin' up his rivals An eye for an eye and dealin' with street survival, Makes him drift back to his childhood, When it was much peace & all good, But now he gets no sleep He creeps deep in foul hoods, Where bodies get chalked & the crowd stood, In amazement, Witnessin' homicide engravements on the pavements, Too much of this misbehavement, Has the communities decaying and too many youngsters fall before their prime, And the harsher the crime, steeper the prison time, But he was born a product in a wicked jungle, Bred to run amongst those who are far from humble, And addicted to makin' they're funds grow, And plus they're quick to stun those, Who gets victimized by the hoods jurisdiction, A whole slew of unsolved crimes with very few convictions, And justice is missin', Because this lifestyle is opposite of fiction, So he marches through ghetto life with his hard hat & boots on, Still focussed on gettin' his loot on, While killers get their shoot on, Many of them shoot wrong, So innocent bystanders been dying for too long, But he continues to move on, As 1 of the Young, Wicked & Black
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