Project Blues...
Hanging out on my front porch in East Capital
dwellings on the SE side of town as we sip on a forty
and talking about who got smoked the other night... We
all got them Project blues! Summer now finally
here we roll up them tiny trees... Puff Puff and
then passing it around and you better watching out
for them five O clowns... cuz no body will care if
they should happen to beat you down. Man, I got them
project blues! We are all sad because Mike got smoked
over some silly trick just last week. Man, we got them
project blues! We just found out Paul got the package
and he don't know how much longer he might have to live?
Man, I got them project blues! My Momma just got laid off
from her job down at the U Street grill... Guess its
back to food stamps for us this year? Man, I got them
project blues! This ain't no joke growing up in a hell hole
like this and its really bad if you just so happen to be
born a young male... and God help you if you are black.
Man, have I got them project blues!
Copyright © Jay Anderson-Taylor | Year Posted 2008
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