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Wasted Time
You can take the kid from the Projects but not the Projects from the kid
I keep my projects in a jar and tightly close the lid
Many solid friendships constructed in those early days
As the crew assembled for games that Proj. kids played
Fighting almost nightly and losing quite a few
Scars are like a road map of, the trials we went through
You always play to win - can't be afraid to lose
I'll take it to the bitter end with my hoodlum crew
Standing on the corner with beers and girls and trash talk
There were Twelve in our pack we're wolves when we walk
Eric and I were Alpha's and we kept our crew in tow
They followed us like lemmings- they go when we say so
The people in our crew would rotate with the seasons
Phil Dog goes to jail in the Winter - for all kinds of different reasons
Ricky seemed to always be near when the summer sun was hot
A sometimes Mayor Summer Youth job just to buy his Pot
We drank like there was no tomorrow and smoked way too much Dope
Jim Beam was only $10.25 a shitty way to cope
At places like: "The Rock" and "The Wall" we wasted our minds and nights
There were always plenty of Proj. Girls hangin' cheerin on the fights
Then, the drugs got harder and harder and the fights grew more intense
With people getting shot and stabbed nothing made much sense
E-rock and I needed to sit down and talk about our crew
We had to get the boys away - there was dying soon to do
Ricky robbed the Jamaican coke dude and stabbed him in the back
E-rock was stealing all kinds of shit and trading it for crack
Kevin shot John three times and still wanted to stay and drink
Shit was getting out of hand - I needed time to think
I would make a break for it and help the boys get away
We are all too deep in the shit to wait another day
Everyone needs to leave the area and tell no one where they land
This is not the time to bullshit just carry out the plan
I will take care of Jerry the Jamaican and the Two dudes E-rock rooked
A little late for Ricky - he was nailed and booked
Jules survived a beat down and managed to keep his head
Baby Chink wasn't nearly as lucky, he was just found dead
Phil Dog and Spick both died of AIDS - seems they shared a demon
Ricky's in and out of the Slam as drugs keep him thieving
E-rock I put on a bus in the middle of a long, long night
Louie went to Vegas on a near empty midnight flight
Me, I settled a few scores and left the neighborhood at last
Time has a way of getting wings and flying by real fast
I have left out many details of that painful time
All those wasted minds and nights - it really was a crime
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