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I Got Busted By Fresh Prints

I broke into 3 houses just around the corner I am not a regretter or a mourner So careful how I mark my spot You will never guess how I got caught I am a kind and generous thief, leaving behind bed mints I got busted by fresh prints My story is a pathetic one, so please don't laugh When you strike gold, you gotta have the shaft I never use gloves as I am thievin' I think it's the loss sense of security that leaves them grievin' With a cell mate, my name went from Conrad to Constance Stupid move being busted by fresh prints I will be up for parole next week If I am denied, I will drop my drawers and turn the other cheek I have done a lot of reading to improve my intelligence Not too smart being busted by fresh prints

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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