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School Story
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Blurring the lines between reality and gangsterality... yeah. only my dude back home will get this one
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Peak #10,683
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October 27, 2005
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f*** this writin sh** on paper ill use my brain i cant come up with another four years again thats all i had in me, i aint gonna follow and for me that truth is hard to swallow cus i got street sh** to spit but wont quit no way im a gangsta that is fit for NWA sike im just playin, only guns ive sprayed were super soakers on 72nd and broadway and even then my crew chilled around the way and by crew i mean kids from the elementaray michael angelo and jordan name games we played up in our first grade class, thats where we stayed we learned to sh** in toilets and piss in the stalls we f*** ed around with houla hoops and yo yo balls chillin with rats in the dirt before dark cus of us grimey ass kids they tore down the woodpark sh** was fun while it lasted then i got bumrushed ended up next year at eighty fourth and columbus in a brand new place, kids held guns on their waist chain linked fence designating our space made new friends, cus u gotta survive and on saturdays we chilled in the park on riverside wore gang colors, yellow, red and black ya dig? there was a battle every week in the west side little league life got me confused so i'm stayin up all night tryin' to figure out what my life will be like my russion mafia dun tripped up and had to leave he moved across the river may as well been overseas then his boy tried to move in on my stash so i jacknife powerbombed him like kevin nash we was wildin' over wrestlin, cooled down the gunplay so that same boy taped it for me every monday air J, we used to say that name was so gay hes still mad i aint invite him to my 13th birthday who cares, i had bigger fish to fry at that time my boy marlon stuck me up cus he aint even try but thats old news, at my old school after school football was so damn cool our squad killed them gangstas that lived upstairs their souls live on in our thoughts and our prayers chill, no they dont those fake ass little punks next time you're 4th and short, u best to punt on our class trip to LI, sh** got f*** ed up if your name is Burgos take it up your thick butt he called the cops on us and sh** got locked down henry called his ass out and made him look like a clown not like this kid vlad who stared at the teachers ass or Mr. Punjabi who craved young punani drug dealers abundant down the block from the spot had to roll with the blows in the flea market parkin lot life got me confused so i'm stayin up all night tryin' to figure out what my life will be like and then high school was a reality check when you a youngin year one you get no respect f*** around freshmen get an F on their neck the asians got it the worst, they bout to break they necks chillin in my boys crib shufflin up some decks throwin down Gs and jewlery in bushels and pecks you cant be all soft with the winnings you flaunt gotta walk a little harder when you're up in the bronx thats the truth up on the 4 train watch your brain watch your back in bedford in the snow and the rain we was safe from that cus we highjacked a bus other peoples jealous they dont want it with us WSC we bring down the ligtning deltaboy pete and mosa nineteen lowman, naman g, and masheist in the ride jo seventy two thousand sixhundred eighty five jon the other connect down in the the atl and all that came to poker holla at you as well we been through it all, some frowns but more smiles imma kick it with my homies in the hood for a while R.I.P. to cats that we missin to this day adeeb, manny, and ralson i knew since the 2nd grade its a shame that you had to leave the world that way we didnt get to see our children grow up and play shout out to my girl E always been there for me i know in my heart we'll be together happily shout out to you too if you sittin and listnin ive come a long way and i know my position imma try to stay smart and be ahead of these lames this is a basball game, only in the third frame im in one of those m
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