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Gang Life: In The Words of Gang Members

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We all die someday..
walk to church on-Sundays;
drip water when it-rains;
cry & pray..
when things don't-change!;
tear up at'a homies-grave..
but party when we go to-Raves..
and do our hair all up in-braids;
run from cops..
when they do-raids;
scatter as the bullets-spray!;
cus we all die..-someday..//

And sometimes "someday"..
it ain't just my-place;
wanna get away..
but I can't seem ta go..
on somedays..
my neighborhood feels like-home!;
sometimes feel..
ain't no place ta go..
a chained dog,
not free ta-roam;
a king with no-throne..
a **** with no-"bone"..
everybody got those days I-suppose...//