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Chi-Town's Cry {pt. 1}

Ppl aroun my age disgust me All dey kno is $, guns, appearance & Frontin Fightin, wolfn & cussn Outside w/no house trainin like dey mama aint tawt em nun Dey jus show dey butts 2 c who lookin & neva think bout da outcome, dats y so many lives r tooken Ppl aroundmy age luv frontn talkn bout dey getn $ & dey got haters wen dey aint got nun not even that lil piece of hope (a diploma) 2 allow dey self 2 b sumn but naw dey wana hang wit dey "buddies" wen 1/2 gon be buried 3ft deep on top of sumbody and tha otha 1/2 gon b sumbody's punk (evrybody dont get lucky) Ppl aroun my age always wonder y Y dey cant have dis n dat like da next guy Failin 2 realize u gotta try Nothin is givn less ya work 4 it while ya knees 2 da dirt fingertips 2 ya chin n ya eyes 2 da sky Ima give tha world my heart b4 i die I want a change so it starts w/me I cant do it alone so Ima need u 2 b like twitter n follow me I want u 2 kno wat goin on nside I want da world 2 hear Chi-town's Cry

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