Lost in a cell a living hell do I dwell off in the world pick my words throw them on top of the world , never give up or surrender get love from others use to be tenders now expose niggaz to be pretenders caught up on the other teams quick to reject bitches now I'm defender fuck who ever send you my character bought up me, being real niggaz barely know me, can you see catch a eye once I wink at yo bitch not writing raps to be rich loading my tank up hitting the switch ain't no stopping me when I touch yo shit .
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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...
