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New York Times Come Listen To This New York Rhymes Where Every Day You Hear Or See A Crime, Where Cops Don't Greet You But Shoot You To Ur Death For Piece Of Treat They Thought Was A Piece F*****g Preach Where Is The Truth In This Their Never Be Peace With A PigG Who Greedy For Donut & Got Coffee Stain All Over Their Piece Like Who Yall Street Pro-formers Im Not A Gangsta Im Young Observed Feller Who Make Any One Look Stupid For The S**t Yall Do I Walk Threw The Hood Like A Criminal Come Bac Out Like A Smooth Criminal Where N***a Eye A New Feller With Hands Signals Like Who Dat F**k I Look Like Better Pay Attention Like You Knew Dat I Feel Pain For This Youngsters In The Street Who Ain't Make It To 21 Yet In This Dirty South Street Where Guns Are The Main Attraction & Drugs Are The Reason They Ain't Feel The Pain & Affection Parents Cant Get To Their Heads Preacher & Teacher Are Jus Worry About Their Profit Ain't Dat Some S**t Im Outta This S**t I Cant Stand This World I Live In SomeTimes I Feel Like Jus Running Away But Dat Aint The Answer U Feel Me © 2013 OnePieceAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on November 10, 2013 Last Updated on November 10, 2013 AuthorOnePieceBronx, NYAboutI Jus Love To Write I love the street Im Up & About It I A Story Teller & Im Good At Every Sport Care To challenge Me Try Me I Got A Lot OF Haki Jus Dont Know How To Show It Yet Grrr ,-) Ii more..Writing
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