All night long we face the wry,
Dreary dreams and half-fatigue,
Playing in the druggers' league,
This life here doesn't pay for shit,
Up and down the cluckers hit,
Watch out for the fiends for sock,
Crystals, bundles, bags of rock
Brillo pads that filter crumbs,
Syringes for the liquid dumb,
Straws are rare for yuppie bliss,
broken lightbulbs sizzle-hiss,
Hand me money, take your prize,
Have no money, keep your lies,
What's your flavor, what's your fix?
Homeboy better watch your six,
The task rolls through here after dark,
A rival hunts you like a shark,
Hookers down the ave are lame,
But wannabes all want a name,
And crossing yours out on some bricks,
Or set you up for their next licks,
Will be the ticket for the ride,
Don't be a victim of a 'cide,
Everybody plays for keeps,
He who sows is he who reaps,
Don't ever think a fool won't blast,
This life we live put nothing past,
May look like sorry on his face,
You wouldn't think he'd catch a case,
But its your name he wants to erase,
He'll take your life in Swallows Place.
I really liked this one, D. ;)
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