| Night falls and the freaks come out, the goons come out
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| Police out, heavy jumpin out of Chevies
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| It’s a shame when your laugh hurts more than the pain
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| Take a grain and soak with it
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| Some folks don’t realize every second is real
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| Some words can save lives while some others kill
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| I like to smoke a little dab and think about the struggle
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| And start planning on how to get out the bubble
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| Do I work or do I hustle?
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| Or do I bring the guns out and flex a little muscle?
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| I get the feeling when I look around the hood
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| And all I’m seeing is what I wish a nigga would see
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| I speak words that world sees over me
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| It’s not poetry, more or less graffiti
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| Stare at it long enough you see the words and
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| See the beauty and the purpose that it serves so
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| Open your mind and get on the words
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| These are not just random sentences strewn together and spoken
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| With that being said, I bring to you
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| Social Graffiti |