They say that I ride around and that I don’t have no respect
How would you feel if you were shot in your neck?
Laying on the ground trying not to take your last breath
Trying not to close your eyes because sleep is the cousin of death
Can’t believe that you’ve just been shot in front of your son
While you’re on the floor watching the person that shot you run
LeVar "Var" Lawrence
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