Ghetto Blues
Dope and guns is all my niggas know, truth be told in dese streets aint no hope, a lot of youth become victims of homicide or indirect genocide, to areas of poverty and crime we are confined, fast money makes good fathers turn into inmates, baby mama's struggling to keep food on they babies plates, the hood is a police state, their authority use's policies to discriminate, perceive us as villains' never innocent, convince people the hood is a criminal element, every nigga's got a hustle, every knows tricks money is all they trying to get, we can never have enough so we never quit, some of us have to steal food just to eat because of the political violence all in the streets, the hood has the most crime and the most police this demographic never changes the hood will never have peace
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