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the gutter - poverty lyrics

yo, yo
p-o-v
poverty
yeah, yo

i’m from the streets where the cops control ya
stop to throw you in a cell block, claustrophobic not parole ya
rocks are sold to young kids lots of soldiers
who would rather fight than talk sh-t over
well he knifes them just because he see’s nice rim’s
3 lives in mean nothing when the street lights dim
where there’s lawsuits in lottery like we might win
where dudes choke their own b-tches out ’cause she likes him
check out dude with chain out tryin’ to floss
check out dude with his brains outlined in chalk
shoulda known there was haters in here, whatchu thought
you was special or somethin’, like you was famous in here
don’t n0body have a name in the gutta
black, white, rich or poor you the same m-th-f-cka
cats’ll catch you while your chillin’ on your porch turn your brains into b-tter
put a f-ckin’ blood stain in your shutter

- poverty lyrics

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