West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: D-Reborn on February 18, 2007, 03:41:13 PM
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sometimes when the shine just forsakes the streets
the only heat's comin from police, g's and kids,
cause the cold get unfold and invade all souls,
and astonishing ignorance is to fill that hole,
i'm sayin the same shit the spit to get dollas,
actin gangsta on a hit and sick of it on anotha,
fake or real is the deal i still ask myself,
youngstas conscience is dead from the right to the left,
i keep my head up on my cause when i spot the metal,
instead of bein ghetto i take my mind to the next level,
try wit words, it won't work but i won't get hurt,
so shoot now cause it's worse if they do it first,
and if not, i'll meet god on that goddamn spot,
shit, my mind thinks too much and it just don't stop
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i keep my head up on my cause when i spot the metal,
instead of bein ghetto i take my mind to the next level,
sick shit. 8)
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props homie!
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