No Role Model

“Listen…”

 

 

In my eyes were ghetto stars….

Broads, cars and jumper cables…

Prevention to rob…

 

Cold stoves, burglar bars in front of windows…

Mama never showed tears…

She been poe…

 

Drug money in hands…

Handed over for grocery bags…

Getting older filling black trash bags…

With money mondays hats with the tags…

 

Set claiming…

Gangs and gangstaz banging…

Followed all the g- codes…

Meeting and greating with…

The folks and peoples…

 

Leather coated…

Hit men that dressed in homeless cloaks…

Early morning 200 pills sold…

Deal closed…

 

-10 below…

In and out of different cars…

Musical chairs…

Vision impaired…

By the gun butt of a crooked officer…

Breaking up illegal afairs…

 

Blocked streets with broken glass…

Sofas, tires and riot masks…

Burned down half the whole city…

Really…

 

Read the newspaper clippings…

While I was clipping my toe nails in jail…

Some way…

Some how I made bail…

 

Took loses…

Then I made loses…

Played cards with…

War orphans…

Dead bosses…

Marked men…

With ready coffins…

 

Payback ended…

In a bullet conference…

Darkened room…

Escaped the light in it…

 

Like tripping on out dated shrooms…

Collecting plates like a church…

Bread a soldier sence birth…

Hints worst…

 

 

 

 

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