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Message To my Hood
Gun shots scream in the night, disturb dreams in night, We all bang together murder teams in the night. Creating murder scences in the night. Infared dot on my head, all gangster's must die fighting for their life. Claiming blocks like it's their birth rites, but owner of nothing in sight. We all sre going to die if we don't get it right. Mothers screaming my baby flashing light's.there seems no way to escape this dismal plight. I'm not a rapper, there is no rap beat' this is about my brothers and sisters, lying under bloody white sheets. Everyday I pray my brothers make it home, so I can tell them I love, take them in my arms and hold them tightly. I walk humbly yet don't ever try to slight me. I fill my spirit from the Most High when the devil try to incite me. I am a change man Lord help me save my hood, save myself to make everything good. And put the guns down to avoid pine wood. And love each other the way we should. All brothers put the guns down, I plug my ears to avoid those booming sounds, flowing tears as blood,flows on the ground. We need to find another way before we all lay down. Lets fight for a better life,now how that sounds. And have the night pass by with no man down.
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