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Biohazard - Failed Territory
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Inner city strugglin, motherfuckin rat race Condemned pressure cooker, that explodes in your face Another neighborhood gets destroyed by the drug deal Staking a claim on an estate that is real Pay the mobs price for your own protection Half a wise guy makes the wrong connections Flooding our streets with your wanna be bullshit Who whacks who, dont matter who gets hit The space between the death of our friends is so close This month it was neglect, our boy died of an overdose Last month a gunshot, a typical story Thats just the way it goes in a failed territory No hope, just dope, and your chances are slim To grow up and get out cause youre already in The vacuum of the street so powerful Sucking you in it drains your mind by the hour fool Still smoking dippers our friends are all dusted Slave to a bottle of juice, fucking disgusted Cant you see the neighborhoods black hole And the odds are that well never grow old Young guns scam running on a get ahead quick tip With your pretty ass crimes, youre on a blind road trip Day to day death, wish we all carry inside Welcome to your suicide So you call yourself a part of the avenue crew Living here doesnt offer much else to do But get into beef and take each others back Kid of eighteen, broke his skull with a bat Always changing with the trends like a fucking chameleon Live for yourself cause youre one in a million A rebel cause you werent born into wealth But the only thing holding you down is yourself On the road we get phone calls breaking our hearts When they find someone we love in the trunk of a car Nothing you can do. just another sad story Wake up, break out An epitaph from your own self doubt
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