.Yuh, I'm from the place full of false hopes and liquor stores
We can't roam the streets alone, the police they on patrol
Some are all together, but for money someone sell they soul
Picking sides, choosin' colors, fight for blocks we don't own
And we grow, to show no emotion.
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