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This is the story of Slim & Chance, Always peacock-ing and runnin’ game Dubbed the neighborhood know-it-alls No two stories were ever the same. Flashing names like badges Like detectives on a case. Til the tangled web of lies They wove gave chase. Tryna get by on the get by Mouths runnin’ like Niagara Falls Even once made front page Of The Grapevine Times and all. Folk knew they was bad news And avoided them like the plague Nothing good ever turned out When contact with them was made. Always struttin’, always fast talkin’ Pointing fingers left & right They’d throw you under a brakeless bus Before the day turned to night. Always fakin’ never takin’ Responsibility for their actions, Con smilin’ and tryna bribe folk with Washingtons, not Hamiltons or Jacksons. Word traveled through the streets That their time was coming nigh Laughing it off they said, “Man, We’re Slim & Chance, y’all must be high! What Slim & Chance failed to see was Their payment to the piper was due, In their fashion they stepped to run And ran into a wall of blue. It was Big Moe & his boys Suited and jeweled from head to toe, “Well, well, well, look who it is!! You crooks got somewhere to go?” I ain’t seen my money or goods And it’s past time for you to pay, Make this easy on yourselves now Or we can do it the hard way. “T-t-trust us, they stutteringly smiled Your goods are right over there, Go ahead, see for yourself, W-w-we’ll get outta your hair.” Slim brushed off Big Moe’s lapel As knuckles started to crack And with the first dip of the strut Big Moe’s boys grabbed ‘em back. They got Slim by his collar They had Chance by his throat When one of his boys gave the signal Big Moe said “take them out on the boat.” Slim & Chance pleaded for their lives “You got your goods, why not let us go?” It’s high time you boys learned a lesson You never mess with Big Moe! Slim & Chance weren’t seen for weeks Until they were fished from the bay The tag team who once ruled the streets Slumber under soil blankets this day. No more struttin’, no more fast talkin’ The neighborhood know-it-alls were dead The Grapevine Times final page Pictured a tombstone that said: Here lies Slim & Chance, Who ran their life by the streets Could’ve really had it good If only the truth they would speak. The moral of this story is, Life is a system of checks and balances. Selfishly taking for personal gain and giving back nothing ultimately leads to one’s demise. If all you do is take, eventually you too will be taken…Out.

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Slim and Chance

This is the story of Slim & Chance, Always peacock-ing and runnin’ game Dubbed the neighborhood know-it-alls No two stories were ever the same. Flashing names like badges Like detectives on a case. Til the tangled web of lies They wove gave chase. Tryna get by on the get by Mouths runnin’ like Niagara Falls Even once made front page Of The Grapevine Times and all. Folk knew they was bad news And avoided them like the plague Nothing good ever turned out When contact with them was made. Always struttin’, always fast talkin’ Pointing fingers left & right They’d throw you under a brakeless bus Before the day turned to night. Always fakin’ never takin’ Responsibility for their actions, Con smilin’ and tryna bribe folk with Washingtons, not Hamiltons or Jacksons. Word traveled through the streets That their time was coming nigh Laughing it off they said, “Man, We’re Slim & Chance, y’all must be high! What Slim & Chance failed to see was Their payment to the piper was due, In their fashion they stepped to run And ran into a wall of blue. It was Big Moe & his boys Suited and jeweled from head to toe, “Well, well, well, look who it is!! You crooks got somewhere to go?” I ain’t seen my money or goods And it’s past time for you to pay, Make this easy on yourselves now Or we can do it the hard way. “T-t-trust us, they stutteringly smiled Your goods are right over there, Go ahead, see for yourself, W-w-we’ll get outta your hair.” Slim brushed off Big Moe’s lapel As knuckles started to crack And with the first dip of the strut Big Moe’s boys grabbed ‘em back. They got Slim by his collar They had Chance by his throat When one of his boys gave the signal Big Moe said “take them out on the boat.” Slim & Chance pleaded for their lives “You got your goods, why not let us go?” It’s high time you boys learned a lesson You never mess with Big Moe! Slim & Chance weren’t seen for weeks Until they were fished from the bay The tag team who once ruled the streets Slumber under soil blankets this day. No more struttin’, no more fast talkin’ The neighborhood know-it-alls were dead The Grapevine Times final page Pictured a tombstone that said: Here lies Slim & Chance, Who ran their life by the streets Could’ve really had it good If only the truth they would speak. The moral of this story is, Life is a system of checks and balances. Selfishly taking for personal gain and giving back nothing ultimately leads to one’s demise. If all you do is take, eventually you too will be taken…Out.