Mimi moving dee me and Jay Lee, That's my homie and we up about a ki Business is good, got a new wife, I could do this for the rest of my life Hang with stars, drive fast cars, still wear a vest for protection at the bar Smoke me a spliff, talk big shit, never in my life will I ever will slip Don't test me 'cause I'm fast with the steel, bullets come hot but they make cats chill Ready to kill if a cat comes short, nigga a lot of mercy dead on the porch I gotta do this 'cause I can't hesitate, if I do it too early then I'm comin' in late Called Jay Lee, he said "Cool, Man I'm glad you got rid of that fool" He said, "There's a concert goin' downtown, The Ojs whisper and James Brown" "Before you come can you make this round, we got a package comin' off Greyhound" I said, "We do? Why you didn't tell me?" He said, "I was off with the family" I thought for a sec then said "Okay" That's the homie Jay Lee, that's the homie from the way Got the information, got to the spot, picked up the drop then I got popped They said "We got you", read me my rights, and all I could think about was my wife Got to the station, called Jay Lee He said "Ain't nothin' I can do for ya homie" Hung up the phone, I heard the dial tone Now I'm thinkin', "What the hell is goin' on?" Damn I had a good lawyer, I got five years, Jay Lee did it to boost his career Gave me up, to get a bigger cut and I didn't even see it 'cause I was caught up in the lust Man this trial made me broke, nobody's laughin' but I feel like a joke My wife is there, she's filled with tears, She'll have a new man in five years I got a cold heart, I ain't gon' lie, but that shit right there made me cry Trapped in the cell, the first day in my cellmate shanked me in the back with a pen I could feel it go in, I turned for revenge, he started screamin' I killed his friend I started to shake, he started to fuss, he said "Over a god damn six hundred bucks!" Man he could'a killed me, he started to laugh, he said I'm gonna have to live with my past Let the demon sit up in my brain from bringin' that pain, from movin' that caine I'm sittin' there bleedin', shit is misleadin', I'm in a hospital on the very first evening Grittin' my teeth 'cause life ain't sweet Now I'm trapped in the belly of the beast, shit Three sixty five, I did it five times and I walked out without a lie in my mind No red meats, I'm back on the streets, thangs done changed, it's a new game Cats that I knew that was into books had flipped the script and turned into crooks Homies would say that the playa Jay Lee would always say good things about me I say "Fo' real?", They say "Fo' real" Too bad the homie died in a dope deal "He left you a key for a mailbox, he said sorry 'bout somethin then stop" I took the key to the mailbox, opened it up, and you know what? Jay Lee left me ninety-two g's and a note that read what I please "Forgive me friend, for I have sinned" "Sometimes we forget what life we're in" "I know money won't repay the hurt, but maybe it could wash away the dirt" "'Cause we were born with hearts of gold, but as we get old, the heart gets cold" I folded the note, and kept it with me so I could always be with the homie Jay Lee I thought good things, like before I done drugs, and before the train with no love I called my wife, she was surprised She took me back, now how you love that? And just like that, I'm out of the game That was the last stop on that train Shit, I'ma tell ya And that was the last stop on that train
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damn i miss having an asian gf and occasionally seeing white people give u looks like theyre bothered ur diluting white genes or some shit when really u know that the reason theyre actually mad is they know theyre inferior but dont want to admit it
hopefully that can happen again someday
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this is what the 80s SHOULD have sounded like. none of that depeche mode twilight goth punk chit. can u imagine going to ur high school prom and dancing to "meltwith u" or whatever and being all dark and moody and then growing up and being like "my ninja we the last ones left" while u smile to ur friend and hit the blunt one last time and smoke ur last cigarette as the sun decends on ur last days of destruction before settling down and then u open a family fun business or something and 20 years goes by and then you have employees slanging drugs, slamming meth and heroin, people being chopped into pieces found in the dumpster down the street and all that shit and then just being like oh fuuuuck wtf happened
:) just playing fam
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