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07-14-2006, 07:03 PM
The story doesnt begin--it starts from the end
With the ten year old boy standing over his friend.
Now you might think this just innocent and fun,
And it would if he didnt have a loaded gun.
The boys friend is pitiful there--on his knees.
It makes matters worse as he says "shoot dont please!"
It wasnt for power, for fame, or for loot
It was his new friends behind him saying "snitch the shoot!"
The boy backpedals into the sleek new benz
And hops in backwards with all his new friends.
The car squeals and goes in reverse as it roams
Past all of the alleyways and broken down homes.
Upon the boys house the car comes to a stop
And backwards, again, the boy goes back to the top
Of his rickety porch as he sits--poor and blue.
Thats when his new friends say "man a be wanna you?"
The car squealing off the boy thinks in his mind
What matter no man a be gonna Im.
Cuz his mother is crying inside on a stair
Asking herself "gone men real the all have where?"
Her husband returns in reverse through the door
And places his suitcases back on the floor.
He shouts at the top of his lungs with malign--
The damaging words were "***** you leaving Im!"
This is the starting point I wont go any further
But see how chain of effect can cause murder?
Remember before you act immorally
That other eyes may see just what you see.
With the ten year old boy standing over his friend.
Now you might think this just innocent and fun,
And it would if he didnt have a loaded gun.
The boys friend is pitiful there--on his knees.
It makes matters worse as he says "shoot dont please!"
It wasnt for power, for fame, or for loot
It was his new friends behind him saying "snitch the shoot!"
The boy backpedals into the sleek new benz
And hops in backwards with all his new friends.
The car squeals and goes in reverse as it roams
Past all of the alleyways and broken down homes.
Upon the boys house the car comes to a stop
And backwards, again, the boy goes back to the top
Of his rickety porch as he sits--poor and blue.
Thats when his new friends say "man a be wanna you?"
The car squealing off the boy thinks in his mind
What matter no man a be gonna Im.
Cuz his mother is crying inside on a stair
Asking herself "gone men real the all have where?"
Her husband returns in reverse through the door
And places his suitcases back on the floor.
He shouts at the top of his lungs with malign--
The damaging words were "***** you leaving Im!"
This is the starting point I wont go any further
But see how chain of effect can cause murder?
Remember before you act immorally
That other eyes may see just what you see.