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You Wanna Be My Misses

Whats yours is mine, whats mine is too, you belong to me now, there nothing you can do. I'll take you places, but you stay by my side, you either look at me, or you look at the ground. Don't speack unless spoken to, only speak to me, what you see you don't, understand me!!. You ask for my permission, you have no mind, go clean that up, get outside. I'll treat you real bad, do unspeakable things to you, even let the brothers have a turn, because your there's too. The sharing wont last forever, you just have to make your bones, You want to be my Missus, this is the way it has to go. M.Mahauariki © 2012

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Date: 1/31/2012 9:13:00 PM
And no this isn't me... But it is a common theme within gang culture.
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