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    wind blows

    man to man is so unjust. you dont know who to trust. your worst enemy can be your best friend and your best friend your worst enemy..

                                            bob marley who the cap fit

     

    i got an eight inch scar

    from the gang war days 

    lord knows id rather forget

    but these devil streets got hold of my heart

    and wont give it back just yet

     

    kool tee and lil jessie

    they both dead now

    heard even they mommas didnt care

    brother it dont matter if you right or wrong

    foolish pride make a black man take a dare

     

    lil ones running around

    actin swolle strapin four pounds

    shoot ya quick as you blink

    so i sit on my front step sippin a drink

    cogitate nah mean  i just think

     

    lady talkin trash but whats new

    learned long time ago to let her vent

    truth be told she been with me 

    through thick and thin

    a true  philly queen she ride or die

    got more courage than most men

     

    aint got that killer instinct

    that i used to have

    been too far  away from the game

    way i see it most cats got 5 solid years

    after that the players change

     

    true real be it heron smack

    crack or whatever them scientists inventing next

    the game been the same since europeans

    changed our names

    momma always usta tell me believe in god

    but in the mean streets only satan remains

     

    man i dont even use words like bitch or ho

    dont stick my nose

    where another mans poo nah nee grows

    im just strugglin to survive 

    the ghetto undertow

    tryin to determine the direction

    that the cool wind blows

    so i can chill

     

    i got some skeletons that keep rattlin

    but maybe i didnt bury em deep enough

    probably 60 to 40 i will make it  to heaven 

    on the curve

    maybe my old probation officer 

    will put in a good word

     

    im seeing no love in the eyes 

    of these  young boys

    fact is all i see is fear

    but believe me  bro fear evolves into fearlessness

    when you stop counting the wasted years

     

    i cant give them no real advice

    because i would do what they do 

    all over again

    aint no addiction be it pussy or politics

    that give you the rush of being 

    man among men

     

    they always asking for me to tell them stories

    about the frontier days

    back when philly was the den of mob and mayhem

    the black mafia..gangwars

    and diamond in the backs

    i tell them the story of kool tee

    and how his lady shot him when he was

    chewin on a slab of baby backs

     

    that boy  got shot at and shot around

    in about  20 wars and didnt even flinch

    but aint no man immune to the poon poon

    it will make a fool sho nuff believe

    but his lady had a habit kool was givin her static

    so she switched sides and he was what you call relieved

     

    i tell them all the time 

    yall too easy to figure out 

    aint no finesse to yall gansta strut

    raps was made about us we didnt make rap

    hell most of yall aint never smelled  a man

    when he is holdin his guts

     

    you see yall aint true  gangsta 

    until nightmares start waking you up

    and your lady gotta tell you its okay

    thats when you know  that you faced the devil down

    and the mean streets done had their way

     

    it was time to get out when i froze

    had him dead to rights this silly negro

    could have left him in the park

    food for the crows

    guess it was my ladys love i dont know

    i suppose

    or  maybe i just got tired of tryin  to predict

    which way the wind blows

    in these mean ghetto streets

     

    • 26 July 2011
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