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Ja'Quan Shepard

you aren't playing you aren't free to say

Like ok little women when's the day it's ok chopper? Gotta spray

where he finna lay it's a overkill miss him then I pray, he isn't finna drill

it's my kill shoot at will you best be listening what the reverend says 

I'm like hey it's big brother on his way better protect yourself better watch out for the things

can't care about what you felt

lay lay passageway to heaven that's just the 2-3 way 

fade away, that's his leverage today goes ahead set a pick now

think I'm in his way ok, what you say chopper spray, these them bullets 

anyway 

Be the rakes it's ok now tell me what you rolling today

Know that I can't hate now

  • Author: Ja'Quan Shepard (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 16th, 2025 00:24
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem speaks from the streets. It's spittin. Well done



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