Ghost Writer

Feb 25 2010

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The Run Up

I should run up in your house

Show you what family’s about

Scream all day

Hoarse voice from the shout

Can’t recognize it then

When the deadbolt pops

And I ask you to drop

Ski masks and ball bats

Not here to kill

Just to show what happens

If you fuck with me and steal

You’ll get fucked with steel

Strap on your head you’ll feel

Pistol whipped

Front teeth chipped

Cell phone gripped

No calls to the police

You can’t say shit

Cause you wronged me too

Eye for an eye

I already don’t see good

I’ll make us both blind

            -Ghost Writer

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