tha last time i started ta write a ryhme,
i got stuck in a fuckin rascist war,
hate in every line,
it threw off my writes,
had tha problem of makin this shit tight,
my fuse blew,
and sparked another a bomb,
a mockery of world war 2,
i sat their and watched as my friends got their ass' beat,
interfered,
now tha cops got beef,
ive had a controversial year,
7 family members in less than 7 months,
dead from disease,
my peoples rest in peace,
but i kno it aint my fault,
i cant sit in grief,
cuz sometime soon i kno we'll meet again,
reunited with my family and murdered friends,
this stressful year needs to end,
or ill send another email to god,
here comes another one of ur children,
push send.


uppin feedback pleez

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T.O. and u jus got K.O.ed

Snoop 94' "we dont luv dem hoes"