{COME ON}

{COME ON}

the music for this piece...

http://youtu.be/75W29pWW044

Come take a stroll with me down a street where no light seems to penetrate the day fully... a day in the heart of the ghetto where things can take a wrong turn real quick.

Babies thats done seen to much and mommas whose eyes gleam everytime a car with big rims goes by... another dope boy spinnin rims on his way to prison.

Candy apple paint jobs... clownin around while the true state of living is right around the corner.

A child sitting in a window dreaming of a way out while idiocracy plays on the screen of the t.v... a stage full of confusion and disillusion. 

Cause when the police come they take cash, jewelry, drugs and all... entered into evidence.

A thug in prison is just another nigger down... property of the beast walking around in his belly... such sweet meat... as the system chews and swallows.

As the world turns these are our lives...we are bold and beautiful.

Stories and soap opera dreams of love and relationships... po people with false ideas of what is truth.

A diamond don't make a woman your wife.

Just cause his shoes cost a hundred dollars he is not a rich man.

In all probabilty it just makes her a little more vain and him broke as hell. 

Riding in comfort while renting someone elses house... the Amerikkkan dream dont reside on this street where we stroll in the darkest of light.