Last year I smoked crack, I quit now I'm never going back Cocaine is good for the money possibilities But doing its whack and will Cause your world disabilities As a young male I got responsibilities Can’t be messing with my body or mind I’ll settle for couple shots of bacardi and lime Maybe some weed But not a fiend I don’t need it all the time I don’t do it all the time, my shit legal I ain’t doing no hard crimes, Just the best of what’s illegal The homies all agree Crime needs to be organized Do the time for something noble you getting recognized Among honor and real Gangsters Petty theft will keep you unrecognized Keep your mind straight and that’s more respect More respect than gang tattoo’s on your neck Stay away from Hard Drugs you don’t needa be wrecked Keep your thoughts checked correct ya shit Don’t ever let the Bad overthrow the good Keep it tight for your nation and your hood Fuck Temptations Knock On wood…Birth sign: Aries
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