Kiladelphia
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Last published Sat, Dec 26, 2015
The ghetto never felt more like home striving to be better but yet I feel alone that's wats keeping me bound no future ahead I have dreams yeah I got them but if I reach them that'll be a sight. I left you once thought I'd gotten away. But the streets here will always make u stay. They'll always have a grip on you when u a philly kid there Anit no changing you when u live in the ghetto Theres no leaving u enter killadelphia there ain't no escaping you hell bound and bihh you stuck now. Welcome to killadelphia where the only way out is with a bullet through ya mouth
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