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Behind the wallWednesday Oct 13, 2010 Written by Gary Wallace through ABCD/SNAP’s Second Chance at Success Program
When you behind the wall
Who you gunna call
Who you gunna phone
When you all alone and you on your own
They had me in the pen like ink
Metal toilet attached to the sink life stinks
Whe you don’t do the right thing time to think
I cam up on a Cuban Link
So when the anger sinks I’m gunna anchor in
Ladies and gentlemen
They gave me a second change like a Christian
So I’m dissing my friends
Not my road dogs but my distant friends
This aint no diss to them but please stay distant friend
Don’t pretend we all grown men
I just out-growed men and turned lesbian
A chick will ride harder then a dude
And its sick cause I called you my dude
Had me pissed when my calls couldn’t get through
That’s just part of what I went through
Just to calm my mental
Went hard in the gym dude
That’s what I’m into
When you behind a wall
Who you gunna call
Who you gunna phone
When you all alone and you on your own
The one that cared for me is now scared for me
I was gone for three left her with the baby
Honestly I was married to the streets
But I want a divorce
It took me off course with no remorse
I stopped a one way trip to hell
Cops was gunna do me like Shawn Bell
But in my head I’m planning to make bail
I was left for dead so I became a man in jail
But never will I tuck my tail
Like a scared dog or tattletale
Cuz I ain’t scared dog
I learned from my mistakes
It didn’t take a perm for me to get sraight
Came back home and felt outta place
Like I was dislocated
One of the hoods favorites
Who happens to be educated
I ain’t got the recipe
But I mage it with two tones
While I was getting faded
When you behind the wall
Who you gunna call
Who you gunna phone
When you all alone and you on your own
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