Dead Memories

i see dead memories in my dreams hearing many screams at horrific murder scenes flat lines from the nines 45s of viloent crimes realize it when combined for the one amongst living by gun nowhere to hide nowhere to run all fun and games until these lames see they brains hang bloody images of the deaths of the situation enemies temptations standing in the front lines of the course obligations of creations leaving exclamations of bonified gangstas in formations replacements they been facing of bringing only pain not damn thing to gain by anything in these Streets everything will stay the same here in the city in this pacinity nothing will never be there soon for change only position of collision senseless conditions horrified editions of a troublesome mind sometimes suicidal missions of emotions nobody leaven here peacefully it appears