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Bad Boy

by @pap3rcuts

Running fast, Going faster than the speed of light. 12 coming after you. Seeing that you beat up your wife. Her lip busted, Children crying. You soon lost the cops. Thinking to yourself What happens if I lose my family? Walking into the street, On your knees hands up, Face down on the floor. Cuffed for life.
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