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Street Violence
Walking in the subway lone late at night
New York City gangs everywhere in sight You feel their anger upon you feel their hateful eyes Walk a little faster now you're fighting for your life As they walk on closer their eyes burn down your back You feel a thousand cries not prepared for their attack You've come this far, no we hope you make it But in this place you die your blood is tasted As it drips down the blade you couldn't take it You walked the subway you paid Your money's gone, you know you're leaving You're lying in a pool of blood, we watch you grieving You die here don't expect sypathy we don't know the word You spoke insanity when you walked my turf, Link Comming, appreciate all feedback |
learning vibes with burning eyes terified of crime i hide behind the newspaper headlines, got purpose like Ktrinia in a circus arena where clowns are present being stormed on and harmed long by punishing winds now got to be furnishing men with houseware property blown away that stuff strong today
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Drop two links or this will be closed
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not bad not that complex but not bad props for dropping adam
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