this is my lil rhyme for my young niggaz that arent here today killed or missin r.i.p they lay. I try not to cry but its just too hard walkin around a young runaaway livin wit these scars. Im from from the murderland niggaz would hurt a man if they found out he had a plan.A plan to survive tryin to make it live doin everythin just to keep his pride. Blood and crips runnin up the hill lookin for a better way im lookin for better day so i write my letter to pray. but dont cry for me just ride for me nigga at the end would u die for me.....eastside makaveli.
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