When T.H.U.G.s CryA Poem by The Rose That Grew From ConcreteDo you know what it sounds like when T.H.U.G.s Cry? There aint no sobbin or snivelin Just hard stares into the sky as they as to be forgiven Have you heard what it souds like When a THUG crys BANG Thats What it sounds like That me aginst the word attitude Mixed with all the liquer poured when piers die BANG When they see the blood of thier Family Ya Thats what it sounds like Its a product of the enviornment But dose the government care BANG They Are the targets of the goverments hate man Can you hear the retaliation of torutured minds BANG The Hate U Gave Little Infants Fucks Everbody © 2008 The Rose That Grew From ConcreteFeatured Review
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Added on April 10, 2008AuthorThe Rose That Grew From ConcreteFort Smith, ARAboutMy Name is Jason X and I'm a 17 year old guy born and raise in Fort Smith, Arkansas. I have a very imaginative and revolutionary mind. Please Comment more..WritingRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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