Hood Life Gone Us Astray

it's not at our opt to stay And Live this life, Poverty offered A land, We breath trembling Our bodies, Hearing gunshots, Fleeing, Screaming Stepped With knife, Hollering for help, Honestly it gets us Filled with worries Trailed blood indicating Wrecked, I see no breathing Nor trying, It seem Departed. Sobbing when she have been Forced into it, Her feminine spoilt by pirates While she acts delinquently for rescue, Arching left ensue A many desired explained By entertainments, Spending on eyes attired By compliments, Repined avail filled Inferiors astonishments. Hood life gone us astray, Good life come approach our way