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5-11-14 18! By LeVar E Jones
I'm bout to bust loose! Var is on the move,
don't get scared now! but go hit ya hood wit tha news.
Go to the police, go down to that substation
file a restraining order, it's 3 years parole Im facing.
Call the fire dept. tell em to ring the alarm.
I rep Long Beach you'll see it tatted on my arm.
Dress in fly, and I got a natural high.
don't do drugs, but let me tell you how I survived,
Doin all them years I was stuck in the pen
I wonder how many phonies wanna be facebook friends?
I'm not a baller! I don't have no stacks
not yet at least, I still shop on clearance racks
Gotta be patient, gotta crawl before I walk
you'll know I just got out, by the way I talk
calendars on my arm, cross em out and put a k,
I did my time already so what can you say?
Take off these shackles, that's been on my wrist
cutting off my circulation, so I can put of one fist.
and say I made it , while yall are flippin through pages,
of my book that I wrote, locked behind these cages.
When I went in, my mind was young as a child,
Now I'm known by my poetry, not what they see in my file.
People come out their house, like when engines pull up to a scene.
I'll be making alot of noise, especially after doin 18!
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