Is it the click of the gun, the stimulating trees, or the b*****s you lead, Is it the homies I follow or the i homies that follow me to two roads that lead to street fame and intellectual gain, is it the dream of being a singer/rapper, is it the thrive to die like a G,or is it the street fame that we pursue that accredits our life to be that of someone else
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