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Ray Dunn

Raymond Hudson Dunn (21 June 1910 – 26 August 1971) was a noted lawyer and football administrator with VFL club Richmond. Ray Dunn was one of the towering figures at Richmond who laid the foundations for the club's greatest era of success. An immensely successful defence lawyer who won many significant cases, Dunn devoted much of his spare time and energy to the Tigers over a period of almost forty years. more »

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One Glock, two shots, body drop in the streets
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Bop bop, the crowd flocks to the motherfucking scene
Camera rolling, picture posing, viral shit on ya screen

One Glock, two shots, body drop in the streets
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Bop bop, the crowd flocks to the motherfucking scene
Camera rolling, picture posing, viral shit on ya screen

The blocks hot, shots fired in the motherfucking street
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Everybody in that hood tote that motherfucking heat
Flashy lights got 'em praying they don't check under the seat
It's hard times, living life when all the obstacles
Are clouding the view, making everything seem probable
Last night, got a call from my nigga
Who was chilling with his niggas
When they shot another nigga
It's easy pulling the trigger, but the consequences get a little tough
Now them niggas you was calling ya friends calling ya bluff
Fear all in a nigga eyes got you looking like a bitch
Now they thinking if you gon stay silent or fucking snitch
Black man, black community, same black shit
Taught to hustle, dunk a ball, rap, or trap and that's it
Who's to blame for this fucked up society that we living in
Crack around the corner, this what we raising our children in

One Glock, two shots, body drop in the streets
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Bop bop, the crowd flocks to the motherfucking scene
Camera rolling, picture posing, viral shit on ya screen

One Glock, two shots, body drop in the streets
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Bop bop, the crowd flocks to the motherfucking scene
Camera rolling, picture posing, viral shit on ya screen

Who's to blame for this fucked up society that we living in
Crack around the corner, this what we raising our children in
Old black man, the young black man is witnessing
Everything you doing, it's hard to contain the innocence
Why must the devil come knocking at the door
Of the lady who has five young boys plus one more
In the stomach, and it's getting hard to stomach
It's harder being a woman
When a father figure is no more
It's fucked up, you see that dead man laying in the street
Is the father of them five young boys, now that's deep
Now them five young boys hearts' full of envy
Getting older, heart is colder, so they start to packing heat
With revenge on they mind roaming round in the streets
Got a tip on the nigga who left they father deceased
One shot from five Glocks
Shit it's something like a mission
Now them five boys percentages higher landing in prison

One Glock, two shots, body drop in the streets
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Bop bop, the crowd flocks to the motherfucking scene
Camera rolling, picture posing, viral shit on ya screen

One Glock, two shots, body drop in the streets
'Nother black man dead on some motherfucking beef
Bop bop, the crowd flocks to the motherfucking scene
Camera rolling, picture posing, viral shit on ya screen

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com