obituary of a Crip (bored as fucc...some quic shit)

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Nov 14, 2002
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I couldn’t hear the tires skidding through my loud system / now im thinking to myself…”damn I shoulda been listenin” / after 3 loud pops my ears start ringin / a blurred vision makes it hard to c the villain / hes a dalinkwit…close my eyes and start hopin and wishin / that what just took place was not another killin / im flat on my bacc but nothing really hurts / stains on my pants and soaking wet to my shirt / I can barely hear the voices but cant make out the words / the last thing I remember was kiccin it on the curb / I try to speak but words slur, im losing my feeling / its hard to keep breathing I think that im slippin / if I could do it over again would I still be crippin? / final case no witnesses just another dead nigga
 
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All Out HOGG

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REMINDS ME OF A SICKAZZSONG BY K-SMOOVE CALLED DAT DERE SIDE...

ANYWAY THAT MEANS I LIKE IT