again this is just part of it
Bring us together—we gotta have unity in my community
Nothing lasts forever—you often lose opportunities
So take chances like break dancers—put your life on the line
Bring your pain and strife in your rhymes
Feds are locking up convicts—dealers are selling toxics
Brothas trampled in mosh pits—there’s ample space in my pocket
That’s where I store thoughts and whatever else I was taught
I wanna destroy slugs with salt
Peace spreaders already lost by default—bodies lay lifeless on asphalt
Graphic tales of murders and felons—lie dormant inside my cerebellum
Trying to tell em—but it seems that nobody cares
We think the distribution is fair—and our lifestyles are polluting the air
And when brothas are shooting we stare—nobody will dare
Call the police because vengeance is sweet
2006-07-27
11:03:09
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