Story Peeps Change Lives

I Was No Saint

Written by Ktone

I used to be crazy

I used to be good

I grew up on Mirco

Then the Soft hit the hood

My friends were no Angels

And I was no Saint

We ran around like hooligans

Sometimes playing with Paint

I drew my name on walls, Ktone was the tag

I’d cross out a blood and call him a fag

Sooner or later everyone had a gun

We cripped together and stuck up kids, just for fun

It’s so strange how life can change, if you don’t pay attention

One day I’m a kid, the next I’m a juvenile in detention

Then came the cars, the ones that used to be yours

You parked them at night, we called them lures

We used them for missions and gun powder coated the paint

We tossed them away before your complaint

The cops had their leads, but our plans were airtight

While you slept in bed, we would run wild at night

So as you fall asleep today, don’t forget to pray

Because while you sleep, there’s danger at play

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