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I entered my G ride
2004 Lincoln Town car
starting the engine
pulled onto the block
leaving my residential neighborhood only for a short while not for good..

On a One Way Lane Down
crowded streets
And Hustlers got things to sell
The time is 12:12
Ain't seen it All but I've seen the most
run down bandos'
with bullet holes through
it's doors

Something about these back roads
Seemed kinda sketchy
If I see them blue lights
I won't let him catch me

Taking the longest route
To an unknown destination
focused by the light of the Moon
I let that be my motivation

Windows down night air whispering through my dreads sweet music
feeling the emptiness
I sometimes forget
I am blessed
To be alive for this ride
some didn't survive
lost control and collide
But I hope
my tires don't slide
my pilot is
the most high

Spiritual guide by my side
showing me the signs while others are speeding by
In a hurry to die
But, I just want to make it home
Safely back into the garage
Spring nights will have you so hypnotized
anything could be a mirage
blurred lights
Collapsed time
seat is tilted and reclined
I fired up my last spliff
To Stimulate my mind
And leave the past behind
good music and Slow drives are the best

therapy sometimes…….
Written by Pimp2ThaFuture04 (Wise Conscious)
Author's Note
When you slow down
You peep every thing around....
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