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Inmate Blurb:
"
Make Your Eyebrows Scream Bitch
B BLOCK WAY
You should have seen my face,
When they threw me in this place
I think I slept twenty four hours a day
When I finally woke up, I was like a new born pup
I just fell to knees to pray
The next cell of mine, I was about to find
A big kid the all call “G”.
I was acting real tuff , Hoping no one would
call my bluff
Trying to say don’t ever fuck
with me
G stopped me on the spot, He
said hey you better not keeping acting so rude
We both stood ones ground, we
weren’t messing around
Then G said stop stressing
old dude
I went back to my cell, begging
God get me out of this hell
I never thought I could last,
I hoped I could stay strong
When I heard G singing a song
You see it was a tune from my
past
It was funny to see because
he was a lot like me
Even though we were twenty
years apart
From that point on, all our
hard feeling were gone
You know the kid was pretty
damn smart!
We both shared a high, and I know I’ll always try
To stay the G mans friend
We talked about his trial, it
amazed he still could smile
I worried how it may end
It must be hard to cope, but
he still had hope
Even though his future me be
dim
I know when I get out,
without any doubt
I always will wonder about
him
Since I’ve been here, my
thoughts are real clear
I'm so lucky I'm not dead
I’ll miss a lot of the guys
and none of the lies, Manuel, Greg, Tony and Ed
The time has moved on and
everyone is gone and I only have one more day
The little battles I've won
the three hundred fifty three days I’ve done
I’ll never forget the B-Block
way
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Make Your Eyebrows Scream Bitch
B BLOCK WAY
You should have seen my face,
When they threw me in this place
I think I slept twenty four hours a day
When I finally woke up, I was like a new born pup
I just fell to knees to pray
The next cell of mine, I was about to find
A big kid the all call “G”.
I was acting real tuff , Hoping no one would
call my bluff
Trying to say don’t ever fuck
with me
G stopped me on the spot, He
said hey you better not keeping acting so rude
We both stood ones ground, we
weren’t messing around
Then G said stop stressing
old dude
I went back to my cell, begging
God get me out of this hell
I never thought I could last,
I hoped I could stay strong
When I heard G singing a song
You see it was a tune from my
past
It was funny to see because
he was a lot like me
Even though we were twenty
years apart
From that point on, all our
hard feeling were gone
You know the kid was pretty
damn smart!
We both shared a high, and I know I’ll always try
To stay the G mans friend
We talked about his trial, it
amazed he still could smile
I worried how it may end
It must be hard to cope, but
he still had hope
Even though his future me be
dim
I know when I get out,
without any doubt
I always will wonder about
him
Since I’ve been here, my
thoughts are real clear
I'm so lucky I'm not dead
I’ll miss a lot of the guys
and none of the lies, Manuel, Greg, Tony and Ed
The time has moved on and
everyone is gone and I only have one more day
The little battles I've won
the three hundred fifty three days I’ve done
I’ll never forget the B-Block
way
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"