Dayum Shame

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It's like a jungle sometimes
Gyeah
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
It's like a jungle sometimes
Ayo
Its like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under time and time again
Its a broken world of lies and ghetto sin
Eyes of the demons peepin in my dreams but I never let em in
Feet to the floor, I'm walking on glass
Suffering the consequences of the miscreants past
Now what's a nigga to do when all his family is good for
Is stabbing em in his muthafuckin back?
But despite that, Still I rise
Eyes open as I'm Reminded that I'm alive and breathin, seethin
Most of my piers Is heathens
Most of what you hear is shrouded in unreason
They say loudest is the weakest
Yet the loudest is always speaking
and sometimes that shit really gets me to thinking
Will we ever change?
Or will my city forever remain plagued by crackheads, guns, and cocaine?
It's a dayum shame
Deep breathes as I take another step
Neva know who's my enemy
My mind is my biggest threat
Surrounded by fiends and crackheads in a pool of regret
And yet I continue to convalesce
Ain't no common sense left
Nowadays all energy's spent on drugs and sex
Real friends is a commodity
Honesty ain't no policy
Leave ya back turned and you turned into a robbery
Broke with blood dripping where your hearts gotta be
niggas used to b's usin em
Girls got Niggas abusin em, but they don't leave
It's like they don't see
Blinded by fear of being lonely, If only
Their parents were apparent
And ya better watch where you're starin and what you wearin
Wrong color then it's bullets in your section
Niggas younger than 12 reppin gangs
It's a dayum shame
Cuts in my feet and I'm bleeding
I walk though my sanity is fleeting
And deep down I'm pleading with myself that there's a reason
To all this nonsense, been lost since
The first time I saw my mama smoke
Sometimes life feels like a muthafuckin joke
All ya hard work can be wiped out in one stroke
And it's quite unfortunate so many girls need abortionists
Streets filled with predators
Not to mention the young and reckless
It's either to the clinic or struggling to get breakfast
And ima product of my city
Infected by the trauma within me
I look in the mirror and often ponder
What the f*ck is wrong with me?
And Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever make it
Or will I be consumed by the hatred?
Been feelin like the latter lately
Spending my days tryna mend the scars that I can't change
It's a dayum shame

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