It's kind of hard, growing up in these times trapped in this state of crime/
where I'm surrounded by criminal minds//

Where criminals shine, and everywhere I go is danger/
And fenes are hooked on drugs like a coat is to a hanger//

It's crazy how many people die right here on this soil/
While bush is so stuck on Iraq fighting for Saddam's oil//

It brings me to a boil, I get hot at this political litigations/
Because blacks still haven't recieved their slavery reperations//

All this frustration, my mind is doing tricks like a circus/
All the killing is really worthles, tell me what is the purpose//

Illegal searches and seizures make streets hot like a fever/
Gettn' 25 to life will make you a strong believer/

That, there is a better way than to hustle/
But it seems like the only way other wise we just struggle//

That's not what we're here for we need more/
Our children starving, crying, curled up on the floor// our everday war

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HOLLA AT YOUR BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's Marvell man don't act sassy// Or i'll leave you like a used tampon, stiff, bloody and nasty//


"Blessings of life to the children, they say life is like 5 days, words of an oldman in a wheelchair, with silver hair, his eyes where bloody, while describing what lies before me, said evil b*tches and jealous men would try to destroy me, it occured to me this old ni99as words couldn't be realler, i'm on top now slightest drama i have to kill ya, cause animals sense weakness, sharks smell blood in water, ismail mosses and joe, move in devine order, sh*t is plastic material having no life, crash whips and leave 'em know matter the price, as long as I survive hop in the five, circle the block where the beefs at and park in front of my enemies eyes, we see that it's war we're gods children, see what we livin is real, aint no heaven or hell, dead is dead f*ckers, and your soul is with god, your mind keeps lurking the earth watching your own murder reoccur" - Nas