born and raised with alcohol
step-father molesting the baby
down the hall.
mama and papa smoking what's
cracking..lip smaking affecting
the old and the very small.
it's only your shadow that has
followed you everywhere since
kindergarden.
you have been scared outta
your mind and the nightmares
getting bigger make u wanna fall.
all the adults slapping you around
they aren't interested in what you
paint or what you dream ..
or all those beautiful pictures you draw.
five,six ,seven, and eight the early years
crucial to learn how to hate.
there in the projects watching the nieghbors
constantly bicker and brawl..
from morning to evening monsters ball.
running and running to find an escape-
cutting your body into new little shapes.
the corner grocery store that sold momma the brew
looked like easy money so you thinking"what
shall I do?"
Diablo from the alley agrees with all that you
think..he even encourages you by saying "let's
do it Loco!"
bang bang bangity bang bullits go flying into the air
you turn your head lookin' for Diablo and his ass
isn't there!
chinaman Mao lays on the floor you open the register
and nothing is there..
son of a bitch-this just isn't fair!
running and running feeling is scared
police is comming they's all o'er the where.
you sit in the slammer bologna sandwich dispair.
white tee-shirt
white unders all
the boys wear.
what is the verdict
jury
declared
lethal injection
makes you wish
you never dared.
DLj
writes for rights
step-father molesting the baby
down the hall.
mama and papa smoking what's
cracking..lip smaking affecting
the old and the very small.
it's only your shadow that has
followed you everywhere since
kindergarden.
you have been scared outta
your mind and the nightmares
getting bigger make u wanna fall.
all the adults slapping you around
they aren't interested in what you
paint or what you dream ..
or all those beautiful pictures you draw.
five,six ,seven, and eight the early years
crucial to learn how to hate.
there in the projects watching the nieghbors
constantly bicker and brawl..
from morning to evening monsters ball.
running and running to find an escape-
cutting your body into new little shapes.
the corner grocery store that sold momma the brew
looked like easy money so you thinking"what
shall I do?"
Diablo from the alley agrees with all that you
think..he even encourages you by saying "let's
do it Loco!"
bang bang bangity bang bullits go flying into the air
you turn your head lookin' for Diablo and his ass
isn't there!
chinaman Mao lays on the floor you open the register
and nothing is there..
son of a bitch-this just isn't fair!
running and running feeling is scared
police is comming they's all o'er the where.
you sit in the slammer bologna sandwich dispair.
white tee-shirt
white unders all
the boys wear.
what is the verdict
jury
declared
lethal injection
makes you wish
you never dared.
DLj
writes for rights
