Thug Life

By D.L. When you walking in your mom house And you ain’t got nothing in the refrigerator And now it to the street to bust block Sell crack in the…

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Confined

By D.H. Being confined with the same address all the time 6oz juices and the side orders are slime I’m discourage from coming out and succeeding Most of the time,…

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Brother

By A.G.   Who’s my brother It’s not that I don’t have a brother but when I was hurt, stress, down and out, he left, he disappeared like the weather…

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