The ghetto

by Dennis   Sep 9, 2004


Every night i gun shots i seen some get shot and some one sniffing hop i live in the ghetto. every single day the police come and pay a visit to all the drug dealers thats in business and they get to running and this for the love of money . and then when they get caught they go to jail for years and probably again will never see their peers. its not only adults its kids to be out there to selling and smoking running to and why for the love of money , where the ghetto

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  • 21 years ago

    by Dennis

    thank you for your comment

  • 21 years ago

    by candace

    hey i like it its all tru ur speaking ur mind i like it and my bro is he same he's 10 and he smokes and sells i wrote a poem about him its call life is a .......struggle check it out and leave comment ight papi 1