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Man that ain't dope that's a rope
(How LONG?)
Gone... pick it up and hang yourself with it
If the angel of death ain't committed
To snatching ignant figments of another man's imagination
We used to play: tag and racin'
Now I walk past don't face him cuz he doin bad and basin
What made us so damn impatient With each other?
We was sister and brother
ready to face the nation
If it ain't this its the other No Reason needed really
Though he really needed to Know Reason
Before he started squeezin
You Know...that life just ended. can't make it right
or Amend it
Theirs or yours, now you can't open your own door
Unless they unlock it
Got anything in your pockets? Heart dropped quick.
The fast life slows down towards the end of the ride
Spreading your cheeks became the end of your pride
And what made you so proud?
Sipping lean and smoking loud?
busting your gun in the crowd?
Under 21 not allowed
That's your invite to ignite a blaze of adolescent wave
Its in a man to be brave and the image we was gave
The power to purchase
I'll never be worthless as long as you value your life and you know I'll withdraw it
Over a some grams...its a scam!!!
Savagery is what they call it



Written by turtlemilse
Published | Edited 18th Mar 2014
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