Living in the hours of gun fire made them run looking to retired from the streets running fast you can see they heart beats , getting away on feet a chase police looking in every place another Oj case of bloody murder a street nigga order the hit , can you feel it when I wrote this shit ... They smoke the weed high off of nicotine college kid turn fien once had dreams his minds decease he scream when in need proceed to its no weed lost looking for good deeds but ain't no love for the lost seed in the wild once a gifted child with plenty of smiles since the day he begin to run wild ... Lost in the Wild
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoetryPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...
