Narc V 2 Poem by Ramona Thompson

Narc V 2



Nothing we don't stop at to stop you from spilling our secrets, homie
All we have to do is just hear a hint of a rumor and you're a dead man
Royalty and blood run deep in da hood
Can't learn that?

Then we'll teach you
The hard, nasty way
The real hard way, home boy

2008 Ramona Thompson

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