ghetto poetry. Lyrics

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It's the moment when niggas wish they could put a trigger impeding on the growth hate fertilises my spirit, I'm getting bigger and bigger, a young Pretorian nigga

with a big heart for the people who cropped me out of the picture for no reason at all

Kinda crazy when your close ones no more pick up your calls

And the strangers are the ones who always bumpin' your songs

See me go silent, hear them ask me what's wrong? , I will be replying what's not?

There's just alot, I gotta deal with it, I ain't 20 yet, ain't a daddy yet

A lot of niggas in my hood would never say the same

One of them just had a kid last year, we named him Elliot

Sexual intelligence is lost at such a tender age

Young girls is giving head to grown men who got daughters who be as young as them

Blaming their behavior on fathers who never wanted them

So they go fuck love, they just want money so if you bout to blow the bag on them

they'll fuck you in your park car

People ain't loyal but it's known to be ghetto antics

Psychosomatic illness, a product of these actions

Dried up in the soul and our aura is giving cactus

A product of the oversold dreams that were never put to practice

This my revenge for the people who had the food taken right out their mouths

Who lack warmth and protective spirits inside of their house

Ones who can't pray with their spouse

Hope that you see that nothing good is ever gon' come from the couch

Show them what you are about, nigga

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