Come close we extreme diagnosing niggaz with dreams like fienz looking for cream on the streets meet up with niggaz who repeat there motives they searching for jail with no bail niggaz getting nailed to the cell its hell crawling from under the shell farewell those that's lost to there rivals cleaning up the streets with these evil devils reading novels on being a rebel getting to different levels I must explore like we must feed the poor do more like Jehovah witnesses knocking on your front door doing good people ignore stay real to my core. Never lie about my life bury me Allie
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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...
