Its not in me.

The streets are filled with me,

The streets are filled with you.

its difficult to see,

its impossible to understand.

the band,

the band of brothers.

of whom will die and kill,

with or without a reason.

just to get recognition,

to be the fame of the block.

i cant believe,

i don't want to see.

its in my family,

but its not in me. 

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