Lil Jada

Pulled up with a 45 out the window, Shot up the block. Never thought my baby would be on 
that block. Don't look now but Lil Jada just got shot. Pierced her lungs and she's laying there 
dying. I'm trying to save here. Guess she got caught up in the ambush. Dang, man she only 
eight years old. Why did the killer have to shoot up my block. The last words slip out of her 
mouth " Mommie tell daddy I love him and I love you too."  She goes silent. Lil Jada slipped 
away like I wish I could. Jada didn't know that they was going to shoot up our block. Dang a 
babies life slipped away for good because the gangs couldn't wait to fight and pull out that 45 
shooting up a block with innocent children on it. Rest in peace lil Jada. You will always be 
remembered lil moma.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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