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Payback

I wonder what would happen, if you came through my hood

Sitting back for hours, wondering if you should

Will you keep your eye over your shoulder, at the man behind

Just because he looks, like he’s on the grind, in a bind

Or maybe cause your thoughts, are already intertwined

You judged us from the start, step one till the end

When you came around the corner, now your acting like a friend

Now I’m beginning to wonder, what your willing to spend

So I won’t expose the fact, that your friendship is pretend

What’s more important, your wallet or well being

Looking at your stance, your on the verge of peeing

Scared out of your mind, is it a ghost that your seeing

You think were gonna hurt you, well were not disagreeing

Hand on your phone, calling cops for your freeing

Now step back from your fear, see who really needs to be freed

Stuck in this world of prejudice, originated from greed

When can I move on, from the hatred that I’ve fleed

Treated different and tortured, cause I’m not of your creed

Now I’m gonna make up for my pain, get even with this deed

Let’s see how you handle it, when your soul begins to bleed

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max-chisholm
Canadian
Published
Jul 12, 2010
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