Don’t Come Around Here

By Dh

Don’t come around here

Tryin act like you big dog

Put your hands on me

You get with a hot ball

You left me running around backwards

Finding out the hard way

Learning from my peoples

& My men from the Toga

Taught myself to get money

& How to honor the code

So what I’m in jail

This the life that I chose

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1 Comment

  1. trae on July 25, 2012 at 1:20 PM

    We Choose The Life We Live…And We Die The Life We Live Too! I Understand The Struggle And Growing Up In The Projects.And I Did EveryThing You Can Think Of Living In The Projects. Only You Know The Struggle But The Objective Is To Get Out Of Your Situation! You Dont Care That Youre Locked Up But Its People That Do -~-Trae

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