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cool, a murder map
of new york
http://projects.nytimes.com/crime/homicides/map
no ones been murdered in central park
3400 in 7 years? mmmmmk.
Hmm 61% of deaths black, and 61% of perps back so even. So it's the hispanics who are winning they kill more than they lose.
I want the hispanics to win, they are my team.
look at fucking harlem and brooklyn! 
Looks like Tompkins Park is the safest place in NYC......for white people. Hardly any die there.
Oh yeah and also there are loads of "unreported" deaths maybe half are in one area, and it has basically all black victims.
Actually that maybe is like a hidden load of "wins" for the black team?
wow. Drugs gets ya murdered big time.
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation
If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God, in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
When things get for real my warm-heart turns cold ![]()
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rock you
in your
face
stab your
brain
with
ya
nosebone
13 years in the projects
my mentality is what, kid
You talk a good one but you dont want it
Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in hell for all the
things
I
did????
Got out the airport, the Mobb pick me up in the truck
Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck
So what's the deal poppy?
You heard the feds almost got me
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby
Negotiatin like an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect
When I lost but back then was my fault
Now it's time to floss
Eye For An Eye what's mine is yours
I need a suite with the flowers
Complentary at Trump Towers
Sit at the table we can build for hours
On gettin riches, a cinch, take a glimpse
The World Is Yours written all over the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning
From ?? and prima, loads of women rockin linen
I got a plan to blow the Hiroshima, Japan
Movin niggas out tha hood and just divide em with fam
Ay yo, the bitches like G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse with the cowboy brand
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight
But damn once again if you pan left at the ice
If you the man that write checks with the hand that don't write
I go off the head when I'm rambling on the mic
And I go off the feds when I'm scrambling at night
And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right Dubam?
In the long run, we could be on, son
Also,
Fuckin immigrant *bzzz bzzzz*
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| Originally posted by coolestrl look at fucking harlem and brooklyn! |
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