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In Between Hearbeats

Got to go to work in the morning But baby I ain't got no job I have so many places to be But darling I ain't got a car I'm hungry! But Meals-On-Wheels don't come on this end of the ghetto Plus they say I'm too young But man, if thangs don't hurry up and change I ain't gonna live long enough to get old I bought a .38 to protect my house Now I need that same gun to keep me from getting kicked out My babies are in the dark crying My ol' lady praying and cussin Saying that if it wasn't for my good midnight lovin' I wouldn't be nothing The only thing harder than being hard Is being smarter than the smart Thats what I thought when I stuck up the West- Side's main Reefer distributor And I wasn't going to have a second thought of squeezing the trigger Until that fella fell, kicked, yelled, and screamed out loud My whole entire name that was the same as his See, this cat was the the man that Mama said was my daddy Who cut out on her right before she had me Until this day I hadn't even seen Not since the age of three back on Christmas Day of 1983

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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