Friday, August 16, 2013

Ghettoe

I took one way ticket to escape
a mark of death hairy trigger paranoid of
niggers ghetto bastards I hate this life
on welfare only time cops help
 cell silence on hell blocks

cant sleep feared of graveyard shift
time ticking a sentence I couldn't repent
preachers ain't save they sticking hands in cookie jars
offering paradise when they judge lies of decent living
hustle time two cents Africa wont save my life motherland
too far to see a original gangsta
I shell tears homies go blind from the other side
god choose favorites when devil kill lives
careful steps
as I took a bag of chains reaping the sour fruits
from adam and eve forbbin trees better yet weeed

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