Quote #231
Nine millimeter kickin' thinking about what tha streets do to me/Cause they never talk peace in tha black community
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- Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught/Shot up or shot down with tha bullet that he bought
- All we know is violence, do tha job in silence/Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants
- You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion/Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion
- Too many brothers daily heading for tha big penn/Niggas commin' out worse off/than when they went in
- Picture a place that they exist, together/There has to be a place better than this, in heaven/So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm a…
- There must be another route, way out/To money and fame, I changed my name/And played a different game
- Just think of all the people that you knew in the past/that passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
- Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle/If one more cop harrasses me I just might go psycho