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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Black man in the projects Basketball or prison prospect We’re to believe that concept Some don’t live to 21 before they got slept Shows sometimes it good that you gotta rep She get around sometimes it ain’t good that you got neck I told my teacher it’ll be nice to be president She asked if I lacked common sense And smacked back to this present tense I’m suppose uneducated Controlled and gated In my hood then become a criminal come up in yo crib and raid it Or sellin packs of mineral when all of a sudden a bullet that stray hits No brain connection No bars equal no connection Broke for years there is no recession Future as bright as my complexion Reveal no confessions That shows signs of weakness and that usually when pecs spins Told to be inelegant Taught in to be niggas what a gent Nobody tentative Building tenement In the basement you find body segments and removed ligaments Whole bodies been there so long they started to lose pigment Mothers life becomes destructive When her sons time isn’t constructive Then to lose him because no one said duck kid Young sleepin with every dude in class Pussy spread like bass Dudes treatin them like trash Lettin dudes lather Swallowin dough batter And dudes loves this But forget they got a mother and a sis This life is a hereditary trait Dreams get killed follow the blood trace
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