My Closest Road Dawg Stay down to end being friends a close friendship never separate a true friend. looking back in junior high we was getting by at times I wanna cry you in the sky flying high as time rolls by. seen yo death right there looking at you take your last breath screaming for some help we watch you take your last step. we sure had great times and dayz pray we do the same when we meet that glorious day. no more crying and hurting mistreating they did to a loving person my closest road dawg was raise to be ghetto hog's
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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...
