he's badder than bad

I knew this dude who lived in the fast lane
His life revolved around drinking ,smoking, and cocaine.
He was raised up in the hood
Never up to any good.
In jail one too many times
Yet he still wrote rhymes.
His mouth dripped lies
And no fear showed in his eyes.
He was gunned down in the streets
While trying to make money off of making beats





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