No Struggle, No Progress
inspired By God
Like Bob Marley smoking a spliff, I needed a lift, so I
inhaled what I saw
Inside my hood, so I thought I would, exhale through this
poem and draw.
A picture for you, to give you a view, of a twisted way of life
That is lived every day, while on my knees I pray, we try to make it right.
Now, over there on that block, you will see dudes who are not,
hanging out with Mr. Coopa
They find shade under trees, and shoot more than the breeze, they're figuring out ways to do ya.
Some harm, so don't be alarmed, because if they don't do then they will die
They've been manipulated by the s...
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