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*Talking In The

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The of my city be gritty
Young pack plenty, and ain't never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete, from the heat
under the seat, niggaz just tryin' to make ends meat
Trying to eat, day to day with no religion
Luxury cars, and money got my full attention
School and the preachers don't know what to teach us
They don't get a second look without them ghetto
Created so the non rated
Pornographic caught they children the words and say it
the monsters, but don't nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can
And at me I'm in the middle of the confusion
in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you want to it
I gotta twist and it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who it
and if it out raw, and uncontrollable
Money's foldable, fuck a quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this
Broke this shit, but that ain't new so I can cope this
it get better for those who don't get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be
You know might make what I say a little clearer
If judge the one they see in the mirror

*Talking till the