A short written piece showing emotions,passion's,love,friend's with every day life and thing's that surrounds them that may play apart in their life through a warrior princesses eyes
Living in the hood gangster paradise thuggishly fighting to feed my family while slanging dope on the next street corner trying to survive another fucking day as I pray that the dope show doesn't cancel my life before me by a hood~rat~tat~tat~tat
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While trying to survive in this hood gangsters paradise in this hood while I have slanging dope to feed my family while the police and the DEA {Drug Enforcement Administration} is beating my door down while throwing my husband and kid's on the floor as I want tell my husband and kid's I'm sorry for the hassle with these pigs treating you all like trash but this is the only way these hood streets showed me how to make a dollar and survive even though it's a crime but I'm sorry
rat-rat-tat-tat
but when the blow won't work any more so you start to stress out because you are merely a hood-rat that's another attic that's trying to reach that final destination high way past the heaven's above you so keep reaching because it will be lethal like a deadly weapon blowing your brains out all over these walls
because this gangster runs these fucking streets before you while you barely snort that fucking blow as it goes all up in smoke without a blank puffing and huffing shot up that nose while huffing puffing the weed straight pass that dumbass addicted attic you and to all my blow and smoke that keeps you and america higher than a kite rolling higher than the russian space station floating around in deep space nine
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