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Middle Weight
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IP:
2day is August 17th @ 2:49 p.m.
check it out it'z goin down fa sho
Heat spreadz out from within tha point of contact, no contractz wit Heaven or Hell just strugglin 4 dear life when i bust back,
left unstrapped, my enemiez experience tha wrath from my gat, if u aint finna die niggah u best lay back,
now, organz malfuncture, blood spew out of intravenous sectionz, six hollowz iz where tha bulletz left they puncture,
now i feel tha weight lift off my legz as my body collapses towardz tha concrete, my enemiez soul departed from lungz ruptured,
eyez rolled back, nah fucc that, fight tha overwhelming fog of death, as it creepz across my soul'z depth,
no fuccin light at tha end of no tunnel just blurred visions of my surroundingz before my spirit from tha carcass left
The harsh reality i'm faced in multiplies the complicalities im placed in
sometimes i feel caged in the fantasy i'm staged in, with time wastin
ebbing away my vacant casing, inequality springs from the foundations
children taught the basics of discrimination, subtle shows through a media nation
through wide open eyes i look at the souls this hateful world's took
tied down until the day their names are read from the eternal book
never to look, down to a world lived in by their families and friends
never again to feel the pleasue and pain that their lives sustain
the mainframe of life; hard work and strife, good deeds commited outta sight
away from the limelight, where the devil designs fright for thoose who shine bright
governments disregarding rights, lawless fights, full of police brutality distention
doubling the prevent of prevention, with less criminal detention
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Choose words carefully when you address me
You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me
(Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee
Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me
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