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Sun, 01/12/2014 - 14:36 -- LJKA

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CLIP
GUN
LOCK
BANG
Guns speak and talk slang, and you aint got to be able to aim to speak they’re language. 
Most who use 'em can't spell and over there is where they hangman.

Nation is gangland.
I'm refraining from that language it's so profane and I swear I don't curse.
They be playing with guns like they play with themselves trying to see who's gone bust first.
Everybody wanna be a gangsta.
I pop words like shots but they don't hear me I'm shooting blanks bruh.
Aint no place for safety when they click off the safety so let me do some educating with my last statements.
I'm trapped in the D like a sex slave.
I can see my life flash in front of my eyes like bullets in a drive by.
X rays.
Trying to es-cape. 
Homies won't support me.
They told me I should hold down my block. 
Post up on porches.
Most people cocking 40's don't make it to 40. 
They gone be pushing daises if they keep on pushing grams. 
Hood life is a flight and I'm trying to leave first class.
Staying in these streets will end your life story in the first act and speaking of that I tried to be an actor to activate my escape plan. 
The agency told me I needed headshots.
One crew told me the only spotlight I'm ever gone be in is a red dot.
I aint talking about followers when they said they was gone lead the led to my head spot.
Guess I'm really about to get my head shot.
I’m unarmed with no armor.
Joey told me I better get a glock, but getting a gat will get you got.
I'm wiser then you thought.
They be rocking pistols to prove they're worth but when your life becomes the issue is it worth it?
Trying to prove you sick, well you gone be coughing all the way to your coffin.
And those come by here often.
Because when the guns turn on people be getting off'd man. 
I offer a prayer.
Save me.
They be trying to test me like a beta, the other day a....
Girl said she wanted to gang bang.
She banged the gang to gang bang so the gang came.
I said I aint doing a dang thang.

My mane said we got the plug so you better jack in or jack off.
He told me to go back in, but I backed off. 
They told me I'm going soft because I wouldn't go hard. 
But the situation be getting grave when you're playing in that yard.

She getting gang banged because you can't outrun a train.  
But she did the crew mane and when they were done they locked her up with 2 chainz. 
True story.
Tragedy, and it get worse.
Every time they do a drive by the next one's in a hearse.
A boy and a girl got killed, looked like Romeo and Juliet was reenacted on the curb.
I'm trying to leave the D.
Gaaang way.
Every body trying to ball out like its gaaame day.
How I'mma get clean when they trying to make it rain with dirty money.
My darkest days are when it's very sunny.
Because that's when they packing the heat and then hit the streets.
Let me go in peace not pieces.
Jesus I pleadith.
I’MMA D BOY.
I'MMA I'MMA D BOY.
TRYING TO GET OUT IT, BEFORE MY LIFE GET D-STROYED.
EVERY D-BOY, OUT HERE TRYING TO D-PLOY.
SIXTEEN GOT A LIFE SENTENCE THAT'S YOUR LIL COUSIN LEROY.
I aint been happy once so there aint no reason to re-joyce.

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