day in da streets equivilant
to a life time
stress, prominence, depress, consequnce all in one mind
the floor wiv spikes, got ur life to lose
hav to contemplate every step or yur next move
theres no joy its all pain
only thing left is sorrow skars stain
but we keeep our heart on trak,
standing in this terror of rain
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