Demons inside dat only violence & drugs can tame,
so we drinkin, smokin, wishin, hopin for no more pain,
cuz its inzane, everday is da same, our sustain,
to take-away da strain is the things we do to entertain,
we got chioces dat are good & bad like guns & roses,
but sum how we always takin two at a time like moses,
like makin money but then snorting it up our noses,
i can show ya's poses, layin in dare rooms wit bottles and hoses,
week by week we be dealin wit deez everday taunts,
deez situations got all crosses & no naughts,
we fought for our thoughts tryin not to get caught,
shit dat would land us in court, leave our parents distraught,
doin sumthin we anit suppose to, not listnin to our senses,
leavin us wit profound and irrovocable consequences,
got us runnin from da police, jumpin ova benches & fences
double offences got us livin in detention centers.
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