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Gang war

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Don’t speak of what you don’t 
understand
It’s never easy to be the one who 
listens
So before I untie the rope around your 
throat
Let me adjust, in order to make myself 

heard
All that I explain 
You'll keep up here
Keep your eyes open
Your mouth shut
Think before you try and declare war 
This time
Now you’re just another missing person
Inside our …
organized crime.

You’re trembling because you're frightened 
And I don’t blame you.
Your eyes search to seek that bit of remorse inside me.
I have no mercy.
Running your mouth over the 
microphone 
Landed you nowhere, 

except in this dark room all 
alone
The gang you hang with
Gone 
too
They ran off after I put the hit 

On you
 

SWiMiN iN RED !
[B]0DiES DEAD …
FL0AT D0WN !
THE RiVER!
We go in with guns
Ready to pull a trigger

 

Throw up your signs, flashing the set you feel comfortable 
with
Pretending that bull***, is what you’ve been blessed 
in.
That image quickly disappears, as I know this message rings slowly inside your 
ears, 
Don’t f*** with my family
Don’t even look over my 
way
I’ll make your stay 
real uncomfortable in a 
minute. 
Taking the gun from my waist side 
Your hearts' pumping quick
I can hear it. 
You b****es wanted war
what more could you
ask?
I have nothing but time
The search
It wont last.
The dogs will be out 
But I’m too smart for that
I’m placing you down in your coffin
6 Feet
Face Flat.
We don’t go looking for trouble
It’s the trouble you found
Instead you're left with nothing

Just a body
lied 0UT!
on the ground. 
 
We went in
To see if you'd live up to your words
Thinking flying the same red flag as me
Could grant you immunity 
 

But before you knew it
We declared hell!


You brought out the maniacs!
Starting s***
you cant take back
Take your weapon galore
We're dodging bullets
While we break down doors
Accessorized in Red
Like you had permission
Remember who turned this s*** into realness

Our retaliation! 
a quickness!
We’re in and out like thieves in the night
Ready to f*** up any of our enemies 
trying to start up!
a fight!
You had so much to say behind the studio glass
I recognized the imposter of your character
The phoniness in your lyrics
 
Our remedy exceptional 
Against intruders 

Prophesies soaked in blood
Showing you 
Something 
that’s clearer.
You just caught a small glimpse 
Of something 
much
realer
Than you had ever hoped
Ever 
even tried 
to swallow
We take the front 
We take the lead
An
the rest 
PR0CEED!
to 
F0LL0W! 
 

We,
Noble 
Supreme 
Prepared to conquer 

What's beneath our feet 

Soldiers of the streets

Ready to bleed for what we believe

 

 

Written by: Dez Sevena

                    & Destiny Chavez

 
 

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after vision says:

my poet, this is so powerful and on point, thanks for sharing

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