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homeboys are hanging around in the streets |
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high on crack |
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talking bout pussies and the walls are daubed |
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with their names |
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none of the gang realized the approaching black car |
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bodies are falling and human flesh is riddled with holes |
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agonizing scores - the sidewalk is covered with bowels |
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a bullet blows off a homeboy's lower-jaw |
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distributes the teeth on the floor - his head is raw |
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while he bleeds to death he pulls the trigger of his piece |
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mowing down his enemies just like rotten trees |
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homeboys are lying around in the streets |
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mangled and dead |
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their pussies are weeping and the walls are daubed |
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with their brains |
