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Black births

Black Birth 4/1/2018
what happen to black tombs
layed death upon whispers where's
the elephant in area decayed by chaos communition
so loud your eardrum bleeds the red eye
today we learn no exits no turns no words
this neighborhood was a graveyard for black births
the Nigga in me and the Devil
I was cursed to live parrelal to poverty
slumbs I seen plenty
kills I did many
lives taken faster than sound
blink twice .1 seconds bullet hit me
You see stop dreaming
of Honey,syrup, and bread
the American Dream
its dead
I could remember the first day I got rob
face down close eyes no peeking
I'll light you up like 4 of july
I scream black birth dont sigh..
sounds twist recoil deep down I got out
open to my hands red quenching my chest
I gave hate the nigga in me
grab my dad gun the devil followed me
see black on black is just a empty shell
for remington wont remember that body fallin
naaww naaw so stop dreaming
dreams are illegal
in this ghettoe
born black birth
from that black curse
fuck another black that seed will hurt
run from homes
run from parents
run from yourself
acknowledge this
you wont see 25 they see
reverse this lives they say
get kill once more
born again becuase
black births

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