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Jul 2013
Your always quick to tell me to get down, eat the pavement and stay down, but when I need you your no where to be found

Where were you last night when those ******* ran up on my grass
Guns drawn wearing ski-masks

Your quick to stop me when you see a minor mistake
Telling me run in's with you must be my fate
I had to take it upon my self and educate

Now I know exactly what you can and can't do
I have a powerful person in my corner and you realized it soon as I handed their business card to you

Call an audible on your play
The next time you wanna drag me away ***** up my day and tell me what I can and can't say

Rethink your plan before you ******* this intelligent man

I know people that will chop you up and send you home in a box
For a couple hundred dollars new shoes and a pair of socks

Some are good, some are bad, but mostly you all just make me mad... So **** cops!
JAM
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