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The PROJECT (Lyric) by Sigh'ense...
Bricked walls.
Barbed wire.
Clips ricoched from rod iron...
Con artist and hard bargains
Burn hot as bon fire!
'IN THE PROJECT'
Where homicides @,
Prevelant in every direction
Niggaz reside @.
Where killaz pick a side
And life & death collide;
Crime is glorified
By brothers deprived of finance;
Where you'd find dubs, dimes and 5 sacks
Prized 'Lacs, within jive cats recline trapped-
'IN THE PROJECT'
Where black is blind @..So shouldn't be surprised to find your shine
snatched.
Devine acts all but subside @
Where niggaz do or die so lifes on the line Macs, snubs, and 9's clap...
Minds collapse as demise hides behind masks;
And eyes lie... Cuz cries die beside gasps*
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