I hear the beat with my ear and wonder
My eyes stare in disbelief as I ponder
My nose smells the scent from yonder
My tongue tastes the smoke as if its a blunder
My skin struts a black pose because its firmer
This is my African Thug Life
After forced reactions I can arguably narrate
That hate you gave little infants fucked everybody
Day by day hour by hour
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