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*Talking In The

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The streets of my city be
Young niggaz pack plenty, and ain't show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete, blasted the heat
From under the seat, niggaz just to make ends meat
Trying to eat, day to day with no religion
Luxury cars, and this money got my full
School teachers and the preachers don't know to teach us
They don't get a second without them ghetto features
Created so the non rated
Pornographic caught they children the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don't nobody the lord
Status depends on the baddest you can afford
And look at me I'm in the of the confusion
in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you want to it
I gotta and break it
Make it shine to distinguish the ones who fake it
and if it comes out raw, and
Money's foldable, fuck a quoteable
Nobody felt I was feeling when I wrote this shit
this shit, but that ain't new so I can cope with this
Hope it get better for who don't get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be
You know what might make I say a little clearer
If judge the one they see in the mirror

*Talking till the