Crawl Space

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just different

I’m back in the ghetto
 

Nothing’s wrong with that though
 

I rather like feeling secure behind
 

Unlocked doors
 

Nothing s changed
 

Save me I’m the stranger on the block
 

Where I use to do jumping jacks
 

Throw  rocks  and hop scotch
 

Hear shots where I got shot
 

where  babies multiply
 

With daddies dead like flies
 

Nothing’s changed
 

Save the Asians looking at me strange
 

Handing me my change
 

Reading the headlines
 

Blame  it  on  OBAMACARE
 

In the world of politics
 

Does Obama Care? 
 

I stand there in deep thought
 

While the sticky finger crackhead
 

In  the  orage   beanie is stealing everything
 

My guard are up I will not let them fall
 

Walking down this dark hall
 

In the mini strip mall
 

Where many fall prey
 

To life every day
 

Dying from brain decay