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Puzzled
By
Shaymar Gordon
I am living life daily … While I watch the news… My brain becomes puzzled… I see my blocks been hit again… Guns being fired in front of young children… All I pray is the innocent blood stop run… Rap stars make violence look a fashion show… Guns on their CD covers like whoa… Telling young minds you better get that paper… Crips and Bloods beefing… While mothers and fathers… Have to say their final goodbyes… Because has many figure as 5o cent and game said “this is how we do” If he called you punk he better die no lie? No wrong what if you got hit? Stop the violence it’s not worth it you see… My brains puzzled I bet? |
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