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MUSINGS OF A FREE MIND

The Devil's Dinner

I woke up on a good note.

I even sang your tune.

I counted to ten, then I chose

To stop being abused.


You didn't hear me when I asked with tact,

You denied the truth, fact after fact,

We're not fam just cause your skin is black.

The devil hates when you refuse a contract.


I might make that B a widow

The horse might have no good feet...

Why would you test my patience knowing

I'll fail to watch you bleed?


I'll die before I slave to a nigga,

Fuck you, Jigga

4 clicks and a trigga,

Death plans on my life? Go figure.


Cus as long as I'm alive,

You could never really be a winner.

All that money, cars, and fame:

But your soul's the devil's dinner.


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