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When Dose it Ends


Who does it When dose it How does it Where does it end Sirens all in my ears Fallen souls breakin bones to bitter pieces Hell I can’t even sleep at night Gun shots spurrin flames held inside into reality Young kids thinkin they grown Still got baby brain on the tongues When dose it ends My brothas n sistas out her Bangin harder than life itself The level of self respect Fail to live In the hood Fightin Over a damn block They don’t even own Barely own self What ashame Young thugs standing on the corner With no hope Where does it Chicks out here tryna get that money Chasin after that good life Through a guy who ain’t got No love Not even for himself No love for her But she don’t give a F**K MY PEOPLE!!!!!!!! I long for the days Of how great it was to grace the world with blackness Beauty once in my eyes Now shame took its place The sight isn’t pretty Now my people seems to be the joke around town Ha joke on us Been brainwash Not evening knowing we got the power to take it all back And return to the glory days Wait Head banging against the walls Sirens all in my ears Dead bodies surrounding my reality Cox back It’s me standing front and center of the shot I am frail Youth shedding blood in the hands of our future Every death causes by the streets Is a part of me MY PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Who does it When dose it How does it Where does it Who’s to blame Us all Fallen dependent to the government Not realizing this was their plan all along To see an end of a race Who’s filled with greatness and don’t even know it Separated us by continents, countries, islands, states, cities, counties, regions, hoods, blocks, and bodies People of the same tone Can’t even come together As one To fight For a common cause Until then Blood replace the bodies MY PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When does it end If not with you Not I Nor they or them But us We can all end the tears and sickness cause by cruelty of the world by people
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