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Chi-Town's Cry {pt. 2}

1 shot 2 shot 3 shot BANG! Im tired of seein so many of my peers slain bout a week ago my lil cousin got jumpd Cudve lost her life wit 2 mo blows 2 da head but 4 wat? News casting of more & more deaths in chicago I thawt we were a ppl where did da love go? Yung, i mean yung black men & women losin their lives Nobody has da rite 2 take sum1s life Gang violence stupid stuff Wateva hap'n 2 natural causes & freak accidents? Dis irresponsible & reckless bull crap Im tired of dis So many ppl can still b here 2day blessn us w/their presence Dey say da past is da past but its now becomin da present We're letn em win Cuz we're takin each otha out makin it e-zr 4 dem Yes i do cry when i hear dat a child has died I cant describe da pain i have nside Im so sick of funerals & each time it rain It's jus God informn me dat he's disappointed once again Classmates Cousins Ppl I've met once Ppl I need Have lifeless bodies cuz of stupidity n-v $ greed Wat is dis place ive been brawt up n Suburbs have less opportunities den tha city now how dat hapn? Dey telln ppl not 2 cum 2 their hood But dey can go where dey plz n its all gud I think dats sum bull nobody gon tell me where i can & cant visit Sad part is goin where ur not wanted can cost ur life & we cant even have fun 2getha not even family cuz its always a fight Sis' w/ no bros Moms wit no son We thawt it was over but it had jus begun So @ nite w/my knees 2 da ground, fingertips 2 my chin & eyes 2 da sky I pray 2 God dat da world can hear Chi-Town's Cry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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