Aisha Fortson (P.A.L.)
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Growing Up In The Hood
Since the day you were born
the angels in heaven mourn.
Them knowing all the heartache you would endure
even though the love of your parents is pure.
You were born into a society of the projects
so many people dying and your parents fearing you're next.
Gunshots blast day and night
your mother's heart filled with fright.
She thinks of the days when you might be around
when the shells of the shots hit the ground.
You promise her you'll take care and for her not to worry
you're growing up too fast, you're growing up in a hurry.
You hang out on the ...