Pleez listen son i speak truth like the pope i seen people rome blocks just ta find a place ta smoke, fuck ya self up sharin needles is a flawed act like turnin the ruger ta ya self and relivin the kurt cobain act, streets is not nice girls standin corners willin ta drop jaws for cash end up in a casket for catchin an STD rash,potatos for the silencers beef gets handled quick different sets niggaz rep throwin up the wrong colors moms mourn over shit,bottles get spilled out poured out ta homies they live by da gun so dien wasnt last priority,dont act sporty b lil kids born bastards on in the allies of ghetto streets yung blaq known for the wild violence my niggaz move in silence in when we called out by sirens, move ta the highlands try and catch ya last breath level 2 B.P.V will save ya last breath, see i've been ta hell and back and it was not at all fun but leavin the game never an option son