The life we live

I go to sleep waiting to dream

To get away from life everything seen

Fighting each other they love what they see

That's what they want beg and bleed for some feed

Oh well I'll just start slanging some weed

I'll go home and plant the seed gather everything I need

Hit the street someone on my corner now i got some beef

Pull out my 9 bang bang at least now your free

Now I need some protection more people corner selling I see

Now time to get affiliated gang banging will get you terminated

1 year later got a gun to my head

Last thing I see now I'm dead


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