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West Bloc

We call it the Bloc

Aint free to live our lives

the streets steady patrolled

by the cops

living in the clouds

Wiz Kahlifa dreams

this is a duck hunt

prepared to get shot

every day children's names

forever lost.

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aaron-bray
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Sep 12, 2012
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