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This is for all the babies dying Poor mothers that's crying It's never meant to surprise em cuz Every night they keep fighting Boyfriend coming home
to standard the The standard procedure Would be to Feed em to the streets Full of freaks into freaky shit They ain't playing with your heart They eating it
Juggalo lives are full of complications Are raised to survive on a street education Always realize that there is a limitation If we don't
into a duck He ain't showing up I can tell from by the way that He talk that he a bitch boy From across the street I saw him bang Lemme pull him up He
bring him life someday In the streets at the night all the children say Case closed just an old soul and so it goes Where have all the flowers gone They
war you suckers Don't want it with me Children of the sun, eatin' acidic food Brodee can barely run up the street I hope you niggas don't run up that
Damn right! Son Son! He was a class clown, loved by all around He was kinda goofy Make you feel good when you're down But one day he disappeared
wasting our time. cre you okay with guns in movies and music, not those exercising their rights? Why are you okay when black children get shot in Chicago?
Stripping under street lights I see like three dykes tripping Can I see right? Bug on me linger I feel a tug and I tingle Like hoe Like no that
Silence in the courtyard, silence in the street The powers that be, out by the river, are shuffling their feet But the night is full of car alarms
would have to deal with me He was in it in the beginning and through the start of it all On 24th Street, rappin' for guns and smokes Write bars
the Kingston young ones over there running scared They ain't seem to have a problem and its a bad one Ahh man, Sunz of Man teaching everywhere got the children
mother's TV Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray
of town Oh what a friend this town has in jesus If you look at what john roland has tore down Before the spirit touched his soul He kept the streets
sprang from the woodwork and shadows and somebody shouted "hey, kid get out of the street" some children threw water from a two-story window it splashed
There's a small town in the mountains where the streets are wide and still There are children making angels in the snow The sunset paints the sky
are spinning Yo I'll see ya'll later on tonight In the beginning her tears where the long awaited rains Of a parched Somali village Red dusted children
Worthy (yeah!) He's Worthy Counted by the children
"And for centuries they have been Surrounded by secrecy and rumor But tonight Action News has a Rare look inside their village" Tomb is open slap
for shorts And hey night around 12 you hear them shots go off (talk to 'em!) And know niggas is rats, some boys is wired And the food in
Sticks and stones organic round buildings Grounded children but I'm not talking punishment Advancement out of the concrete An owl in the woods Paint
I told her I have loved you since we was children Playing in the dirt of this very street She never did play nice even when we was babies So I kissed
Inhalin' ganja smoke Countin' mad CREAM, weighin' tons of coke Guarded by thugs and Rottweilers I flood the streets with Drugs and clock dollaz Niggas get
at night She holds his hand tight One by one, her enemies try To approach her and unfold her clothes She begins to wonder around them Kissing cheeks
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