Be careful who u listen to, you might just change your opinion. Meaning your decision will stray from educated indecision to a hussled idea with precision. I used to believe what the punks told me, kill cops, flunk school, be nobodies fool, but how can these thoughts truely possess my soul, see?
i get a little moody with the rudies, my hair didnt shed for the skin heads, still had my own friends, the ones that extend a hand when its too hard to stand, though most of the time they'll be down there with you, outside the convienience store at 2 in the morning with nothing to do, the hours send you slurring, and talking to girls that are curvey, taking in all thats in new jersey.
i feel bad that fashion is passion for those that are lost, caught up in how much it all cost, and our crew is out there where there is no need to fight to the death, just a group of guys in hoodies goin out to catch some breath. in these streets, free from contamination, out of the house getting deloused from those that wanna pollute our minds. Sometimes were stuck in rewind, wondering why, how and when, knowing your gonna remember these times with your friends, when the end is sooner than later, live life, educate yourself, be the creator.
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