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ima make a statement; to make, ya gotta keep trudging//
you cant attack the man-made of granite//
...the nigga aint budgin'//
cuz he been through brick walls//
he's taking a walk in every mans shoe//
ya cant tell him he aint "been through it all"//
he's prolly been in your's too!//
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dont test this man, when he confrontin' u//
stay strong, stand tall//
but have a sense of whats right and what wrong//
so this kid on tha block didnt know what to stand for//
he had a planned war//
neither would back down, packed wit more shells that you CAN pour//
cuz this cat at the corner store, was lookin for beef//
the retaliatin boi laughin' with disbelief//
mocked the boi, ignorin' tha gun in his hand//
"man, what is your plan?"//
with no time for an answer, he pulled out his stinger//
"dont ever confront me,...ya could hear the <POP><POP> wit the pull of his finger//"
so now when i look back at it, now that the shyts done//
it dont matter how hard YOU are...
me an my boi are never the victim//

holla bak and lemme know what u think, this is my first drop in open mic and i wanna know what it is on a scale of 1-10

deushy