Life22

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We walk these streets, our hearts are strong. This is our home where we belong. The shadows creep, the junkies Rome. But we're the ones who guard our home. The cops are tied their hands in chains. Discovery laws. They feel the strain. But we won't break. We won't back down. This is a blocker. Sacred ground. We raise our kids. We hold the line. We're sweating strength. We make it. There are no flight. We stand and fight. With the sirens are we? Hold it down. Take it back. We own this town, shoulder to shoulder. Watch. We answer the call. Taking it back. Will make it clear this is home and we're still here. Drug houses hide where the weak might run, but where the fire with the rising sun, we patrol these corners. We know the score ain't no dealer gonna rule no more. Some of us fight. Some of us bleed for the kids, for the dream, for the life we need. This is our bowl will never bend our neighborhoods. Ours to the very end. We raise our kids. We hold the line with sweat and strength. Make it shine. No Fear, no flight. We stand and fight for the neighborhood. We'll make it right where the sirens aren't. We hold it down, taking back our streets. We own this town. Taking it back. We'll make it clear this is our home and we're still here. This is our blog neighborhood watch. Oh. This is our. And we're here. Watch. We'll drive. From Buffalo to the Hudsons, Ben, New York's are hard, will defend the streets. We walk the homes we keep, will fight for peace. Where children sleep. No chunkies needle, no dealers. Flies can break the fire in our eyes. Where the watch. The strength to spark lining up the streets with the sirens. Art, where the sirens are, we hold it down. Take it back. Shoulder to shoulder will never answer the call. We're taking it back. But we're still we're here to stay.