May 2008
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A Poem To My G's (so that's life)
wat u gonna do to be blue, to be tru? wat u gonna giv 2 be sumthin that ain’t you? ‘cause u out wit a gun, n u killin’ mama’s boy ‘cause u out wit ur knife, u jux stabbin’ at ur bro. Remember on da playground// wat baCc when we was young, c^rip juxx wat u wanna be, slobks ain’t yet a memory. N’ den one day u get beat in, the flag is flyin’...