if you was in my hood
youd see neighborhood crazies
ghosts ridin on the hood
with the backseat occupied by babies with no bottle
careless cuz nobodies foot is there to maintain the throttle
stoppin
poppin the trunk
sellin clothes ganked from macys on a rack that wobbles
in the back of a buick donated to mother waddles
if you was in my hood
you see the life true day by day
predators n prey
gunshots n shoes
like goin out on a robbery is a holiday
8 mile n woodward bang!
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