I Ghetto

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    Its All About Ghetto

    These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand) When your on it you'll keep goin' down (goin' down) And there's no one to hold on too And there's no one to pull you out You keep on fallin' (fallin') And no one can hear you callin' So you end up self destructing On the...
    exorcist exorcist
    18-21, M
    2 Responses Sep 5, 2008
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