Looking load plot plans in my hand move to different stance we advance giving no nigga a chance watch my team enhance my movement bullets flying I'm glancing through the hour glass like this shit a movie. plucking holes in my foes they bold come close get quickly fold. we seen competition cease the moment returning for bigger missions a future politician giving niggaz bad condition they suspicious I'm a addict only addicted to ambition hold on for my transition. no keeps for dead bodies niggaz fall deep Don't Sleep
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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...
