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3-10-13
By LeVar E. Jones
Oh Wise One!
On the streets and I'm stuck on parole,
walking on egg shells, tryin' to avoid the hold.
Doing my uty, dodging the boys in blue,
being a nice guy 'cause they'll set you up too!
Jump behind bushes every time I see lights
Deja vu all over again, this time it's my 3rd strike.
Don't have any money, so there's excessive bail.
Can't hire a lawyer, so I'll fight my case from jail.
Stay away from baby moms, she'll say I hit her,
then in jail I go where I'll have to go pro-per.
She'll set me up so I really can't sweat her
they'll believer her, all because I got a record.
Living this lifestyle where they won't give a chance
being by myself all over again, no chance at romance.
Change my way of thinking, being there for my son,
no matter how old he is or what he has done,
If i keep on doing this, thinking like a criminal,
and not taking heed to the signs that are subliminal,
I'll get thrown in a box with concrete on every side,
quicksand up to my neck, nowhere to run and hide.
Can't say I know everything, I better open my eyes.
Knowing a lot about wickedness doesn't make you wise!
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