" In the city of lights,
people will taake you higher.
sometime you dont wanna go.
but its the best.
light a blunt, tell 'em bring
the fire.
love is a divison between me and you.
but it cant be if we have trust issues."
- Taylor, G
( All copyroghts reserved, if my verse is to be stolen, I'll have a legal report towards whoever, takes it.)
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Momma always told me, that ruby's are hard to find, that if you meet a pirate, make sure he aint a crook. Momma was right, her wise words stuck to my head like a Magnet to a refrigerateder. Growing up in the tough streets of Harlem, I realized that the rats and roaches that were under the flooring and walls, wasnt for me. At all. I wasn't trynna live my life being streotype from others outside of these streets as a hood-rat, broke ass bitch, or hoochie. Nah, not me.
My name is Rubes, a nickname for Ruby, smart idea my mom made. Now I see why, cause aint nobody punk little ole Rubes from the block. My story is undeniable, confusing and mind-blowing. Nobody would ever execpt a hood girl to have so much knowledge in only 18 years od life. You'd be surpise if you actually got to know the,"Hood." That's exactly, what he did.
[ Inspired by Just Another Girl on The IRT . Some features Only.]
♦ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED : I'll will have a legal report towrds you if you steal my idea, I put my hard work and Knowledge on this story and I dont want it to be taken, copied or anything, thank you . ♦