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My City
My City
by DeMareis Riley
My city is mean
All you hear are girls screaming
Kids are skipping school
If you like school you are a fool
This city kills and steal
Come on people get real
You can hear a police cars from a mile away
That`s why people don`t want to stay
At the liquor store people are getting drunk
Don`t act like a punk
My city smells like funk
That`s why Josh Smith can`t make a slam dunk
The pistons are so weak
They is not even stronger than a birds beak
Kids don`t get good grades at school
So they must be a fool
All city do is robs stores
That`s why people are so poor