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Hard Times Made Me Hard Body

I was young and aint nobody try me

people crazy the streets is getting sloppy

kids being grown aint nobody watching em

You see, where im from if you turn 18 it's a blessing 

cause round here people is dying and its depressing

when i was young everything was cool

walk to the papis for snacks after school

a hug was a quarter and so were chips

back then we would throw water ballons and not clips

the world we live is evil and its no other way to put it

but it wouldnt function any other way, would it?

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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