Lost in the ghetto no hello listening to the mello of the beat get addicted to the heat when I write my words play the track on repeat , as I sit in the studio listening to queues and keys playing the games waiting for my cold cheese my stories painting out movies cutting trees waiting for the day I'm free to walk on my street seen that nigga die cover in sheets lost In the trial police screaming mission complete , never let the government defeat me , watch for sale out beg for dollars signs watch I shine telling my allies to get in line
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A Hero Of The Streets
ŞiirPoetry, 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...
