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Way of the World(More of What I See)

they're dyeing to be tested got itchy trigger fingers restless weapons this young boys are wretched and with the ratchet they're reckless its a sick progression you can get hit in a split second as the violence keeps progressing everybody fetching weapons but even with a gun you can still be victims but if they tell the dogs to sic em I know how to Mike Vick em cause they don't listen to rational reasoning only thing they understand is clapping and squeezing grandmothers wondering how they got so foul in the church pews praying Lord save my child but he been kick by the struggle and hit with the hustle you heard his story a million times he gone bubble it seem like its nothing new under the city sky in this cycle of foolishness we live and die world wide its genocide in every hood but the block is always hiring, plus the pay is good no 401k or stock options so we think a sound investment is playing the lottery or trying to double a package,find a cheaper connect and dodge the hustler hunters with quick step its hard to convince them to give that block up when his only concern is to get that gauc up so he gets his beast on like he is Chewbaca but what usually happens is he ends up locked up I represent the man who walked away from the game at the bus stop standing in the pouring rain with his mind on his J.O and hardly a day go by when he don't get the urge to back slide walking in this new light a new man a new life made his old girl his new wife promised to do right plus one more to his two strikes he'll do life and through life he's seen more crap than two dice.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/24/2009 11:38:00 AM
damn. this is mad strong yo. wish my bro could see this. maybe one of these days ill sit him down and have him read it. proud of yah for getting out of that life. i feel the back slide too. peace my niggah, and merry xmas <3 always, Rain
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