Sylvia L. Wisner Molina
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You've worked decent jobs, but thought things happened to slow
So you tried the easy way out with only two ways to go
Fast easy money means nothing but trouble you know.
You should have known something was wrong when it caused you
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No one seems to understand, What I See and what I Feel
And because I Fell
They could only see my situation
Which looks like something straight from Hell
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Moma,
The only one who cared so much about our many problems over and over again, No matter how many times we've bothered you, Your love shun from within. When everyone else gave up on us, You never did
We love You...Moma
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At one time in history,
A seed similiar to this one was taken by force to a foreign land.
Intended to always remain at the bottom with no expections to grow, to bloom or to flourish, Where it would be enslaved, mistreated and used for convenience to build up this land, And all at the same time expected to accept being called
Less Than A Man
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The worst day of my life, was loosing you.
My brother called and said, 'It's moma, she's gone'
Suddenly, I was lonely and
Only 42 And Without You
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Jail In Jail
You've worked decent jobs, but thought things happened to slow
So you tried the easy way out with only two ways to go
Fast easy money means nothing but trouble you know.
You should have known something was wrong when it caused you
your FREEDOM and keept you from home.
Jail In Jail...(Alone) ?
To buy a reputation? As a Gansta? a Dealer? a Cool Cat?
Wake up little brother, That's Not Where It's At.
Jail In Jail...(For That) ?
What a high price to pay, To wear thick gold chains hangin heavy
from your neck, To sport flashy rings, Wear fine clothes, Drive fancy
cars? Material things they come and they go, They dont make you
Who you are.
Jail In Jail...(That's Goin To Far)
Raised by good-hearted respectable parents, That taught you right
from wrong, To do the right things, To Respect...To be Strong...You?
Jail In Jail...(Hopefully Not For Long)
All: To be on Top of the world Monday and lost and at the Bottom
by Sunday
Jail In Jail...(Child Life Is To Short)
So: Don't waste your mind, Body and Soul, Get your Life back toghether Make that your Goal. Take back your FREEDOM, your DIGNITY and your Pride. It's all that you've got.
Jail (Spend Your Life) In Jail?
(That's Asking A Hell Of A Lot) ! ! !
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