Thoughts from the ghetto

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Way of life in the ghetto

Submitted: December 31, 2018

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Submitted: December 31, 2018



I see ya got sum papers today 
We could smoke a li'l sum, on da way 
You ever been wit a black gurl or r'ya gay? 
Well I know a few, that'll suck for a buck 
They do something strange, for some change, when ya fuck 

Went to a former co-worker's house to smoke da dope, after work 
His patio furniture was in the backyard, for us to sit on, I felt like a jerk 
There was a rusty, seat-less and underworked exercise bike 
An old wooden dining room chair, that I kinda like 
Even a leaking, 5 gallon Home-Depot bucket, purchased by li'l Mike 

I'm not some closet psychopath 
I've got a job, you know 
i'm a backyard dentist 
An artist of sorts 
At least for da mob 
The money's good, if you know your math 

Everybody's acting like gangs are a new phenomenon 
Almost everyone in the USA is affiliated in some way, with an ancient gang from Babylon 
We've got the FBI, ATF and the LA bashful police department, that were all illegally installed
Far out Religious groups, Democrats, Republicans, barbering da same old bullshit, just to keep us enthralled 
Everybody's obliged to and got to, have their own little clique 
Fuckin' always gang-banging, in their own subtle way, it makes me sick 

For the record, about all those so called crimes 
I was convicted on two counts, of sexual abuse 
In the first degree, for offensive touching, without consent, no excuse 
I've been shot at, more than five or six times 
By some dudes who were nervously hanging about 
You know, just like a Starsky & Hutch comedy stake-out 

But my God is great, he sure has the knack 
He let me come straight back, wid out no flack 
So, I've been selling crack, at the high school gate 
Since i was in about, i'd say,"ninth or tenth grade" 
I don't know where this journey will end, maybe way before it's due date 
So, i've already started digging my grave, with an old rusty, but trusty spade. 

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