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2-19-13 HATE! By LeVar E Jones
My mind is poisoned, trying to find my way back
All the killers and dope dealers are just like me (black)
Still trying to maintain, trying to find a hustle,
Hit the weight pile, trying to build up the muscle,
Warped visions of seeing them throw away the key
In the batter's box, trying to avoid strike 3.
It's not nice, to use the word HATE!
You'll understand if you were stuck behind barb wire gates.
Your rights they'll take away, meaning they'll eliminate,
And once you break the law, they will not tolerate.
Can't do what you want to, gotta do what they say
Walking around, suckas, who's in your face every day.
Walking a thin line, trying to mind your own bizz,
Stay out of his, trying to get back to your kids.
I HATE! this place, you'll never hear me say otherwise,
I'm not happy here, but I can say it did open my eyes.
I fantasize about freedom, but my freedom wasn't top
Took it for granted, now my nightmares won't stop.
What am I to do? I still HATE what I am today,
HATE this prison lifestyle, when freedom was taken away.
I guess that's what I get, so now I can't complain,
Maybe next time I won't do it, then I won't see silver chains.
If you're where I'm at, you'll definitely say that's true,
I HATE this place, trust me, you'll HATE it too!
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