Red White and Who
RED, WHITE AND WHO?
I was raised amidst thieves, thugs and rats
Not the rodent, I’m talking about snitches
I grew up next to the rotten, rebellious and the skinny one is always called “Fats”
I was brought up by Broadway, by boosting and a bushel of b*ches
Ain’t nothing new to me, where I now exist
I am immune to the horrid places I go
There’s so many places I hate it’s too long a list
Suffice it to say that I know that which I know
My father was fifth avenue whereupon the rich dwell
And my mother was Madison Ave. where only the chic congregate
Both of my parents gave me a map straight to hell
And that’s why I don’t even have time to hate
Thieves were my tutors, and my teacher was other people’s blood
Yet I saw angels above my head revealing what I needed to hear
Listen, my friend, I fear boils, locusts and flood
But I’ve tried to dissipate and mitigate all of my hate
And then you ask me why I have aching f*****g feet
Because I wasn’t raised up I was dragged up and honey, that’s for true
And there are certain people and relatives you don’t want to meet
But fret not for I don’t fear the government, I don’t fear the law and I don’t even fear men in blue
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2011
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