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kids wana die before they start
The living
How can I feel free when my dargs in prison

How can I feel free when I'm on probation
Fuck a the bitch so

The kid in the glasses I swear that he’s been he for days

Wandering the streets I wonder what I’m doing tonight
Planes passing over, like people slip they

Pink Lemonade

Rejjie Snow

Dear Annie

2018

And that hole in your teeth
And that kid in the street
Let's talk about it
She a fiend for that white
Intervened in the night I'mma ball
When I fight

sick
We nice eva since ninja stars and spray
Cans in the wastelands
Now it's all about lasers
Displaying raps in baseheads
Bumping beats on streets

The Hardest

M.O.P.

Gratitude

2013

wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers hip-hop ever came across

The most interesting man in the world, Billy Danze
I took Brooklyn international,

the land of 924 gilman's street berkely kids
a punk rock scene we would finely meet four songs quick into our set
one or two claps is all we'd get followed

Increase the night with void
When the Sun sets at last we glimpse the Light
With razorblade on his wrists
Kids are staggering on the streets
God loves his

Bethlehem

Over the Rhine

Blood Oranges in the Snow

2014

to be free
Now in the dark streets shining
Is their last chance of a dream

Oh little town of Bethlehem
Be still tonight be still

Cradled by

then sang on bro 
Niggas who got kids getting hit with the max figured dooney would crash but he don't deserve that 
Nigga got beef but in the bottom

worst
Niggas come by yo mama crib
Right where yo father live (Huh?)
Twelve up in yo spot again
You was doin it for da gram
Now you just doin 10
That woman

see the light
I am a hood kid
And I’m every month ona flight
Damn
I’m grateful
Straight from the streets of retreat
To the hills of Hollywood
Man
My

burnin' and lootin'
Setting their tents ablaze
My nerves are all shot
I ain't slept for days
Sounds like Yo Yo Ma
Sitting in with Los Lobos
These streets

Three Strikes

One Man Army

Dead End Stories

1998

Well They Locked Him Up Seventeen Years For A Crime
It All Began When He Did What He Had To Get By
All Alone All He Had Were His Friends

the wealth I could leave for my kids
Investments in my community I could've did
Justice is buy a legal defense
Political power if you spending them cents
Even

It's 10 o'clock and the news on again

Another story about another kid

But this time it was my sisters friends mama's kin

3 years old and she

No foetus will defeat us
This is war on the unborn

Billions of light years they travelled from Zorg
Led by an S.T.D.
Armed to the balls and thirsty

me
Mayor of my city man they really love me for me
Tonight getting litty man they really love for me
Met some kid on the street and he love me for me

a musician 
My friends and family said that I had enough ambition 
To make it in the industry, oh why the fuck did I listen 
Now I'm sitting on the street

might just have mightiest touch so go ahead miggas better hide and run
Creep down when I’m in street bound with three rounds
And I’ll speak down like I

here laughin' with the kids in the backseat
You're here buildin' a rapport with poor me
It's on me

Wire-temples on and I'm gone to the Main Street
Swap

the days 
They just passing me by
Or is this for shooow
She playing them games
Somethings she do is just making no sense
And I'm all out of change
But I know

the kids playing in my street? All tied up on their false screens
What happened to jumpers for goalposts instead of scrolling through feeds?
How I miss

morphing orphanage coughing up all this awesomeness
Endorphins of dolphin like Miami heat I'm scorching
They don't want see me win Black Wall Street they

think I might just Find our way out to the door
Take a peak inside my soul
I know the streets is mighty cold Right here I found a home 
Surrounded by