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*Talking In The

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The streets of my city be
Young niggaz pack plenty, and never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete, blasted the heat
From under the seat, niggaz just tryin' to ends meat
to eat, day to day livin' with no religion
Luxury cars, and this money got my attention
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 pigmentated
Pornographic they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don't 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 twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who it
and if it out raw, and uncontrollable
foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I this shit
Broke shit, but that ain't new so I can cope with this
Hope it get 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