Leave the street a bloody mess, And Say You rep bls Black light for the society, Screw Illuminati, We give him 12 gauge Shots with the shotti, We don't jus trust anybody, We always hold up for our people tho, I got that over lethal flow, I spit so hard until I make my thoughts overdose, I hope the foes go comatose, They saying I'm doing the most, I am like a ghost, But as I step in the building, I'm chilling, But I got no chill, We don't show emotions over here this ain't doctor Phil
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Life's Vent
Poetrythis is a real life poem I was inspired to write to release old pent up thoughts Hope ya like it
