“WHEN YOU INVITE THE DEVIL IN”
It’s on a Sunday morning, and my mind is running loose,
Still I don’t have time sitting in a booth.
Telling some stranger my business,
To ask God forgiveness,
My train of thought is interrupted.
Who could it be? The Po Po ,
Is stirring at me, so here we go!
There is always more than one way this can go down,
Depending on the frame of mind you are in,
And I already know he has a problem with my skin.
So we both know what we are facing.
I don’t need to see his eyes to know he’s mean mugging,
And he don’t need a provable cause for stopping me,
Is our situation, and it’s time for retaliation.
Still he gone to insult my intelligent,
By asking me do I know why? The Devil doesn’t lie!
The Devil is whispering in my left ear explaining my situation.
“You got a piece just like him, so why the hesitation?
How much longer are we gone to let this go on?
Some one has to take a stand,
You’re a dangerous man with a gun in your hand.”
I watch him creep up touching the butt of his piece,
But if this done smoothly he want even know,
What happen before the first bullet fly?
I’m not a killer, but someone got to die.
Now where was I? My stuff is cocked and griped,
With the engine still running,
I start getting a funning feeling, but F that.
Another police car is pulling up,
Now exchanging gun fire is how it’s gone to go down.
I swing my car door open and step out,
Police screaming get back in your car, with guns pointed at me,
Never giving me a second chance to breath,
Where’s the Devil at now? A look I seen before,
For once they where afraid of me, I jumped up quick from dreaming.
Damn, I wonder how it would have ended.
When you invite the Devil in….
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