I'm streetwise, that's what I'm called on the street
Termanology
What you know about them hard times, lunch lines
One time harassing my young slime
The casket from guns firing
Or happiness, sunshine
Imagine your mom crying from bullets flying through her blind
Somehow we blinder then we ever been
So we settle for getting venin inhaling that cough medicine
Our lost generation full of sleep
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Termanology
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