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Laid in the casket dreaming of sunset hoping in the ghetto sumday we will experience gun rest Brother stubbed to earth starred by angels trying to see the assets found in innocence but that lead him to one conclusion casket The air I breathe makes me a victim fighting for a territory in eviction in the ghetto you find death in vaccine Maybe I'm not the only one who loves the smell of gasoline To grasp a win I have to kneel
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
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Laid in the casket dreaming of sunset hoping in the ghetto sumday we will experience gun rest Brother stubbed to earth starred by angels trying to see the assets found in innocence but that lead him to one conclusion casket The air I breathe makes me a victim fighting for a territory in eviction in the ghetto you find death in vaccine Maybe I'm not the only one who loves the smell of gasoline To grasp a win I have to kneel
#ghetto #life
thulanincongwane
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
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