Wasted Talent
dribbles tackles action home run
how often seen on the 10 o'clock news fame is the blame for wasted talent when given the chance
to make out the hood
and have the young look up to you what pride at what price to pay whats going on when the
dribbles and the tackles and the action and the home runs
are to much over your head all eyes on you at all times haters wating for your down fall wating for
your talent to be taken away given talent taken behind bars were is the support when making it all
the way
were are all your fans now when down and out they up and run we all fall short of glory not one of
us can say other wise when given a gift not to many posses we tent to go astray away from whats
real being real to your self is staying gold
easy come easy go just as fast it can all be gone from the spot light curtains downone more name
forgotten one more wasted talent
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