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Burn this bitch down

Mane free all my niggas who is up in jail, I know its hell. Type of shit that turns a black
man pale, stay up damn that's sad shit.
Caught a charge, B&E, up off of bars. yea that's tragic
If I had the gwap I would post bail, like magic. Get you out same day
yeah Imagine if I
had a genie. Fuck a wish for the gleaming things, I'd wish all my nigga free
and they lived there dreams. We weren't gangsta with choppa's tryna kill coppers
had visions of being doctors, or anchor, but fuck the teleprompters now.
Cause half of my brothers wanted to get down, with the colors. God knows it killed there
muthafucking mothers. Dont frown to hard lord, we sin tryna stay above ground. some dirt poor
It's crazy how we kill each other, flexing for our ward. but if a white do. O lord
then we'll burn this bitch down
Burn this bitch down

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