Make it YoursA Poem by Colt 45 & 9/16More Hillbilly pagan rituals. Poor Kid never stood a chanceWell came home all sweaty and high In the AM. bout a 1/4 past 5 And was Cussing so so loud I just pretended I was Asleep An Maybe it was coke and maybe at was crank That made him jack my piggy bank But sold my love for 2 $$ and a token to Chucky Cheese Cuz Tonight he didn' get nothing at all Just a light fixure that he ripped of a wall An I HATE that man, I just cannot conceal it I knew I'd see the day the MAN would take him away An the last thing I would ever hear him say Is "There's a WORLD OUT THERE BOY. AN YOU HAVE TO DO IS STEAL IT."---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So was at the Walgreens but my eyes were red An I grab 16 boxes of Sudafed An just kept an running til I couldn't hear the world no more To where old Javier was sittin on the stair Sayin talk no square Mijo!! Tell us what you came here for. I say "I got something you just can't pass on. Like a burrito or a white woman's a*s I'm movin this Cuz. An Just wanna know that you were DOWN So he took a can of beer and he put it in his sock and he knock my teeth all over the Block an Jacked my product and left me laying on the GROUND ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well open up your bag son let us see what you GOT But Sir!! I'D NEVER TAKEN NUTHIN IF I THOUGHT I'D GET CAUGHT!!
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4 Reviews Added on December 30, 2012 Last Updated on January 4, 2013 Tags: music, song lyrics AuthorColt 45 & 9/16Fairfield, OHAboutI enjoy a good story!! I wish I could make stories all day long, but in the real world they call that being a LIAR!!!. So this'll have to do Looking forward to reading your works!! Reeeeeeeeeeadyyyy... more..Writing
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