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Sep 2016
It’s life in the hood
The word survive becomes my would
The streets having control being my could
My life depends on it being should
Drugs are my deal
The reality is truly for real
I would steal from my own parents
Life in the hood makes it apparent
A warrant is a chance no one gets
Yet Gambling becomes far more than a bet
Yet even still
Determination sustains in an active will
Being a **** means taking numerous chances
Respect in the neighborhood how one advances
Gun shoots being the norm around here
It’s how Thugs live and preserver
You must watch your back constantly when gangs come near
One must observe the front and the rear
A drug king pin could have a bullet to your head
You could become dead living in an eternal coffin
A ****’s life means you must act tough
Yet you must always be rough
Generosity is not enough
Prostitution being the name of the game
Making money and becoming rich with fame
College is not a mission for a ****
All they want to do is mug
Living right to **** is simply being a chore
This is something a **** would ignore
Now you know what a **** is about
It becomes a battle like a struggling bout
But somewhere a **** knows how to figure it out
Rob and Steal being the ****’s feel
You learn how to wheel and deal
The mission is never let the cops find out
Only a true **** would know what I am talking about.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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