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Frenzo Harami
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All the tears I've cried from these eyes It's been ten years since my brudda died When I look up I can see him in the sky Inshallah I'll see you on the other side We're still out here on the grind White, brown and black, my bruddas colourblind You were taken too soon and I wonder why All now knife crime's on the rise But nowadays we don't stab man, we just shoot 'em Put bullet holes in your Aquascutum We pump crack from Chingford to Tooting Grab the pack from Leicester and drove back to Luton I'm probably gonna burn in Hell Will I change my ways? I guess only time will tell They was with the juj man tryna learn the spell I was in the trap house tryna turn a sale I'm from the Palm Trees, some call it paradise Sorry to ruin your holidays, that's straight lies Don't show my eyes because my pain is real All black shades, in L.A. sh*t can get real My Eses banging for the dollar Donald Trump tryna build a wall and close the border f**k him yo, I tell you it's banga Bloods, Crips, Eses, Samoans and others Grab your banda, a gun, not a danda Walking on shells, don't crack like an anda akh Ten miles just till the mosque I'm chilling at the strip club, trapping with my Glock Crooked cops killed my amigo Got my Mexicans doing shahada, no more evil But we're just people living off crack sales They murdered my homie but I still ain't gonna tell
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