youtu.be/gYMkEMCHtJ4 Throw back tuesday. Verse 3 by Guy Todd Rahiem Williams: My brothers doing bad. Stole my mothers tv. Says she watches too much. Its just not healthy. All My children in the daytime. Dallas at night. Cant even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight. The bill collectors, they ring my phone and scare my wife when Im not home. Got a bum education, double digit inflation. Cant take the train to the job. Theres a strike at the station. Neon King Kong standing on my back. Cant stop to turn around. Broke my sacroiliac. A mid range migraine, cancered membrane. Sometimes I think Im going insane. I swear I might hijack a plane. Verse 4 by Melvin Glover: A child is born with no state of mind. Blind to the ways of mankind. God is smiling on you, but hes frowning too. Cause only God knows what youll go through. Youll grow in the ghetto, living second rate and your eyes will sing a song called deep hate. The places you play and where you stay looks like one great big alley way. Youll admire all the number book takers, thugs, pimps and pushers, and the big money makers driving big cars, spending twenties and tens. And youll wanna grow up to be just like them. Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers. Pick pocket peddlers, even pan handlers. Youll say Im cool. Im no fool. But then youll wind up dropping out of high school. Now youre unemployed. All non- void. Walking around like youre Pretty Boy Floyd. Turned stick up kid, but look what you done did. Got sent up for a eight year bid. Now youre manhood is took and youre a maytag. Spend the next two years as a undercover fag. Being used and abused to serve like hell till one day you was found hung dead in the cell. It was plain to see that your life was lost. You was cold and your body swung back and forth. But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song of how you lived so fast and died so young.
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 23:37:55 +0000
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