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Life


Her Skin Was Smooth As A Rose

Horrid Sight As You Seen Her Toes

But A Beautiful Woman She Was

She Was A Crip Gang Banging

 Always Screaming Out "Say Cuz"

With Skin Tone As Deep As Caramel

Which Mesmerized The Soul Of Every Male

She Was A Low Life Trap Queen

Finessing All The Crackheads At Every Scene

Diagnosed With Skin Cancer

She Still Went And Supported The Dancers

She Had The Style Of Aaliyah

Queen Was Fresh You Should Of Seen Her

Her Name Was Melanie

She Had 8 Felonies

She Could Cook And Clean

But She Was Always Looking Mean

3 Kids To Support

No Baby Daddy Or Child Support

He Left Her To Be With His Side Piece

5’3 ,Fine Figure, Long Brazilian Hair , No Kids

With Treatment Being costly And Supporting Her Family ,

She Couldn’t Take It Anymore

June 4th , 2010 Her Daughter Found Her Unconscious

Any Second Longer She Would’ve Been Goner

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