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[aid] => mick
[title] => MY BLOCK
[time] => 2004-01-29 10:45:01
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[bodytext] => on my block its either shoot or get shot everyday you hear the sounds of a glock if you look outside you'll see somebody sellin rocks i think to myself its gotta change but we do what we have to do just to survive the game half of us dropped out to get a job the other half decided to robb i did both cause nobody would hire me and when they did they found an excuse to fire me but thats ok i still sell dope we live on a block of no hope the only thing we know is guns, rappin, and coke its a block full of talent thats not goin anywhere but we dont care and we not gonna shed a tear we just gonna live life pack the glock, weed , and the knife yeah i see some of us gettin married and havin a wife but not me i like to live freely and a wife means trouble cause they might not kill me but she get popped i thought i give yall a little insight of my block holla [comments] => 0 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 43 [informant] => devon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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