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Better Dayz


A born thug in the first place, the worst ways

I'd love to see the block in peace

With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast

And only we can change

It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same

Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears

Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years

Passed by his family, but what could I say?

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

And pray for better days

 
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