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Horror Story

At times this life is like a  Horror story   Tryin to prevent gettin sent to the morguetory   Livin in a spot that's cursed  Gettin popped like a clerk                               If you stop to converse  On a block not your turf  This is not just a verse Even cops must disperse  If there caught bustin perps They'll be shot up at work  Is this game really worth All the pain & the hurt  it's a shame all the dirt  Cant be tamed or reversed There's so much more to  Gain from this earth We came for the perks  Then made insane from what lurks  In the shadows Showin us the bad roads  Turnin us into sad folks we followed every word satin has spoke Forgettin that we ever had hopes  But now were down to our last rope  Trying to climb out with our backs broke  Havin trouble to maintain  Through the struggles  & strain As this bubbles on my brain These scuffles leave me drained

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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