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thugz cry

Give me two bills and I'm out for good,
all I need is steady cash and i'm out the hood.
You never understood
my struggle and resistance to pain
my enemies blood stains soothes me
and it keeps my mind sane (retaliation)
I refuse to cry
my eyes grew an immune too
I, a thug.... true
but thugs do cry too.



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