| 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 |