-The Guardian-
This right here
is the turning point
turn and point
look at ya boy
selling joy through a needle point
it's disjoint
then he points
a 44 between the teeth
of his brother
family couldn't even sleep
cuz of dreams
that the seed they sow
lays and bleeds
on the streets in the afterglow
he goes home
under green traffic post
please pray for his soul
look up in the sky
on a gray night near twilight
behind ya sirens cry
and deep inside you realize
run and hide's
your only chance to survive
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