Dakota Burroughs Poet Rhyme

Nothing But the Blood of Jesus

//Bang bang//
//nothing but the blood of your homie is going through your mind//
//That's fine nothing but the blood of Jesus is going through mine// 
//this is not just a line this is a design// 
//you live in the hood// 
// you think your a gangsta for good//
//you rob banks and shoot blanks// 
//you think your big// 
//you think your bad// 
//but you can't even add// 
//doesn't matter if your a blood or a crip// 
//your in the same battleship//
//Your fight alongside Satan//
//doesn't give you light even when your eating bacon//
//you don't want to give up your lifestyle// 
//even though your a juvenile// 
//all you do is rob shops and Run from cops// 
//why do you wanna live in fear// 
//yell out its all clear// 
// you can help people from repeating your past// 
//they don't have to wear your cass// 
//ask God to forgive you// 
//now I just won the combative//

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