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I Still Don'T Beleive This Happened

Norfolk city jail  light outs I'm thinking
I've been in here 25 days over some B.S on the weekend
it started out with the regular routine
but extreme when this cat tried to shine and gleam
took it to the extreme like he was bout his work
I made his mouth hurt knocked that nigga out his skirt

He shouldn't slept on repetitious rights and lefts
beat him within a inch of death
and jetted up the steps

when the cops crept Oh! Lord this nigga played the hoe roll
how quick a nigga switch from hard core to homo

they asked us questions about the ruckus
simply put he had beef and I had beef we took it all to street justice

his story quickly revised
edit,embedded with lies
embellishments to them more on his side

he said it was me and a group of 1,2 no 3
who beat him maliciously
during a armed robbery
they took our statements and told me to go home
two weeks latter I get scooped by two blue uniforms
with a warrant from the precinct
my cell had the pee stink
they said he was an O.G I cant believe that he finked
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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December 16, 2008 at 6:12 AM
Nice, i like *Breana
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