Saturday, December 29, 2012

Ghettoes


I grow up too fast ain't gone lie honesty wasn't my alibi mother forgot me long before I was born curse from birth to be G dad wasn't  great instead I run streets being in groups only fatal decisions God order my steps in the sand Knees I Pray

 These aren’t simple days

Looking back on the world in my review Held up a liquor store coming up stacking my Lou if this is it for me?  live no cares if I'm gone living by a second devil temptation split personality Call upon church and the preacher AL  slam the door in my face no life for the path I chose

These ain't simple days

Following my brother saying the candy was free getting discounts five fingers or threeTelling ain't no education in these ghettos So you take the life in the mirror looking back for a hazard figure who do I become when a hole consume my innocence cops catches us and say you deserve the punishment these aren’t simple days…

 

 

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