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sameseven February 1, 2006 By H.M. Hunter for Street Gangs Magazine listen to the story when you hear the words it's my way black and white on the beat wailin' in the street aint enough to eat on a monday the sky way off cold blue the sun rough and burning through the world is moving sideways just like everyday be callin' this one tuesday got to leave this hood "cali never do you good" what the old ones say afraid and locked away with some wise ways "let me tell you 'bout the old days . . ." look here now it's wednesday all my grades have crashed "your future's in the trash"  why i care what teachers say when they nay say even though i write the killer essay    so i'm stepping out the hard way check it out it's thursday they don't want you when you blunder and drag your talent under lots of dues i have to pay? will my nerves begin to fray? what a shitty friday (you know it could be any day) all about my mind my rhymes and not no crimes that's my brother's way Glass House from the CYA now his ashes in the ocean spray did it happen on a Saturday? (does it matter anyway?) i wake up on the sabbath florence ave. and the traffic god is angry with the ghetto flashing money and the metal still, i'm on my knees today i fold my hands and pray "let me have another week, please, sunday" (day before fuckin' monday) h.m. hunter News Topics | Home | Research | History | Blood Gangs | Crip Gangs | People| Life in a Gang | Gallery | Iraqi Cards | Memorial | Migration | Graffiti | Resume| Injunctions Homicides | Maps | Contact

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