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[sid] => 84576
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => PRISON LETTERS
[time] => 2005-02-15 21:56:55
[hometext] => THESE ARE LETTERS FROM PRISON
[bodytext] => I WRITE: Hey baby, how you doin? What's goin on? I'm sittin in my ************* cell, it's the same song Tell my kids that I love em but don't tell em that I'm thru Keep cryin and tell em I'll be home soon Oh baby I'm goin crazy cos I keep seein ***** that amaze me Still I had to kill a ***** last week He thought I was a punk and tried to creep up on me in my sleep I just think that I could hold or squeeze or touch or buck ya but I can't, so ***** it I'ma behind these bars and it's burnin like nitro I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle Aw *****, there the lights go.... mY GIRL WRITES: The kids keep askin where's their papa? I had to tell em daddy got caught by the coppers It's time for me to raise em up proper by myself It's a goddamn struggle when a ***** ain't got no help Now everybody tellin me that you ain't ***** black and when you get out, you'll jack and probably go right the ***** back Damn, the pressure's gettin hot and heavy and yeah, I'm gettin sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy But now he's got a condo and a brand new Lexus Wants me to take a trip with him down to Texas The ends don't justify the means and in another life he might've been the man of my dreams But you know I got your back to the ************* end but a ***** can't even trip like she doen't have a friend. I WRITE: What the ***** you mean you need a friend? I can't be havin no niggas round my kids Don't you make me break up outta this ***** and start killin ******, *****! I know it's rough, I know it's tough but when you fumble in the game sometimes you get locked up You better stay away punk *** *****, he ain't ***** I don't wanna have to kill him Cos think about the times that we used to have Don't make me reach out and touch that *** You put yourself in danger when you ***** with a buster Like shootin dice without a pistol in a circle of murderers You got more class than the average-type hooker ***** Don't switch, he gotta grip but he ain't rich Now I gotta check but if you've got the cheque Give a nigga a look and put somethin on my books Peace. MY GIRL WRITES: Aiyo remember the homey with the Lexus, he took the trip to Texas now he's wearin the ******* Lexus like a necklace So tell me, what's the drill, baby pa? What's a ***** to do? My nigga's stretched in the pen since '92 Them visits ain't doin the trick, drop ***** make me sick cos this po' puddy-tat needs a cat nip And that ***** representin you, I think he resents you He got evidence he never presents to the people in court, I heard witnesses abortin What's he doin about gettin you out to hold the fort? I got some ends, I'ma send you a dime and two doves Mama hates you but damn I got love for a gangsta. PEACE. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 65 [informant] => compton-tre-block [notes] => Edited for Language by Moderator_15 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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