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letra de pt 2: the innocents (interlude) - malcolm smalls

the bullets rippin across, riddled through yards
despicable odds, shortness of breath, begins with a cough
the death rattle, rattled on, i picked up the call…
baby girl lied, died in the tight grip of her moms
i had, to pause for a second and fall back…
june 27th 2 thousand ’11 it all crashed
a father lookin down at a body so small that
it’da probably break into a thousand of jewels on contact..
delicate? beyond that… and they took my pride and joy, by a stray bullet
i pray that they find the boy.. cause they don’t and i do… my innocence is through..
stuck in the state of a race that is lose-lose
no more, tending to her loose tooth..
her talking to the tv, watching her blue clues
those days you did ballet in ya tutu
i can’t even tend to these boo-boos
can’t say it’ll be okay…
you’ll have a such a story behind that scr-pe…
you’ll be straight…
rememberin those faces you’d make, while i made you laugh
everything i lived for, gets lost in a flash..
like overexposures.. replayed over and over..
now i’m the one thats needs the shoulder…
i used to.. rock your little body while you cried..
like, don’t you want daddy to sleep tonight?
such a beautiful sight..
those days i said you drove me crazy..
were the days you saved me.. patience can mold a baby..
watching your motor sk!lls grow…
wishing that you still spoke…
telling you keep flapping ya wings, my angel, one day you will float
is there still hope? can i still cope???
please talk to me…
please tell me in your little voice your fine..
and even though i failed to protect you..
in god’s eyes, god why?

- malcolm smalls

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