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Short Race

He's runnin' in a short race, shoelace untied

Head down, facial expression he can't hide

Kid with no direction, seems confused

A victim who spent years being abused

His mom's a drug addict, she has a bug habit

Was a seven day event, since she celebrated the Sabbath

But she back slid, or that's what the crack did

She used to shoot up under her sleeves, the track hid

A long time ago, the father left the picture

And as time went on, he was erased from the scripture

The son, he don't have much to treasure

And these kids that be gettin' on him, they do it for pleasure

Demons are gradually growin' inside him

Way before he ever knew the courts would divide him

A wall around himself had became a shell

Was a whole new person by the time the bricks fell

It's a short race, duck the court dates

The pork gave chase, we had to walk straight

You know the forte, nigga, it's a portrait

Or should I say a poor trait?

You want to store very short cake

Estate, behind the gate, NY State, why wait?

You tryin' to get paid by the lake

In each state and do the shit at high pace

Under the dirt, there was nothin' left but bones

A lot of tall grass around his tombstone

His mother left alone, her heart felt sorrow

No time to play with the precious time we borrow

They live next door, but he was worlds away

In reality, but such a high price to pay

He was easy to recognize from his dress code

Nothin' but a firework about to explode

A short fuse who was bound to lose in the struggle

His grandparents went through a great deal of trouble

To keep him out of jail, they even put they house on sale

To post bail, but the kid still failed

I remember when he called collect from behind bars

Sufferin' from two injuries and nine scars

He said he'd give anythin' to be out the pen

But it would be his permanent home until the end

It's a short race, duck the court dates

The pork gave chase, we had to walk straight

You know the forte, nigga, it's a portrait

Or should I say a poor trait?

You want to store very short cake

Estate, behind the gate, NY State, why wait?

You tryin' to get paid by the lake

In each state and do the shit at high pace

Wait, I got to get mines

With a side of French fries, not kid sized

Sixes fives, I give off a pimp's vibe

Is it the vines? Watch like a sitcom

Throwin' rocks with my pitchin' arm

More bricks than when the Knicks is on, I'm sittin' on

Shittin' on your boss, been written off

Shots I'm lickin' off the top like a different source

Rippin' this raw like a kitchen chore

That's a block not chicken broth

Hold the pot with your mittens on

Dicks kickin' in the door

And went to pick me off like a lint ball

Jumped out the fifth floor, it's a pit fall

When I hit the lawn, shit, it fell like a jigsaw

Rather get hit at the board, then to get tossed

Went to court, got shipped off like a brick of soft

It's a short race, duck the court dates

The pork gave chase, we had to walk straight

You know the forte, nigga, it's a portrait

Or should I say a poor trait?

You want to store very short cake

Estate, behind the gate, NY State, why wait?

You tryin' to get paid by the lake

In each state and do the shit at high pace

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