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Mean Streets
These Mean Streets where blood
Overflowing and Souls scream
For a straight Demon
To come creeping, Lyrical
genius almost a demon
Lashing out like a priest
In the night waiting to seize
Your souls like it was
Pot of gold rapping killing
These mean streets have you wishing
You never messed with
A sick ass twisted Beast like me
I'll forever be
Creeping on these mean streets at Night
And all day waiting to clap with
My two Chrome Straps have you
Begging Under these streetlights
Like a thief at Night
© The War Torn Poet
Overflowing and Souls scream
For a straight Demon
To come creeping, Lyrical
genius almost a demon
Lashing out like a priest
In the night waiting to seize
Your souls like it was
Pot of gold rapping killing
These mean streets have you wishing
You never messed with
A sick ass twisted Beast like me
I'll forever be
Creeping on these mean streets at Night
And all day waiting to clap with
My two Chrome Straps have you
Begging Under these streetlights
Like a thief at Night
© The War Torn Poet
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