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The Devil's Deed by Locon

I once had a homie
To whom every night I would call,
One day he chose a better friend than me though
Therefore he turned to alcohol.
Turned into a drinker
As at first what started off small,
His addiction began controlling him like an evil spirit
As this new of his was no friend at all.
After alcohol
He turned to other addictions
Which caught him up with the Law,
Locked once thinking of his stupidity
Behind the prison walls.

3 yrs have gone by
Everyone believes now he’s a changed man,
The criminals in prison had roughend him up though
Therefore he had a new plan.
He had no work skills
Cause the Drugs he did made him a Dummy,
He needed a way to support his Mother and little Brother
So he thought slangin would make his Money.
Caring for his familia
So he did all that he could do,
Working for all that he knows
Slangin weed to me and you.
Selling his dreams
To make his Green,
Becoming more and more like his father
A pheen.
Soon
He again feel for the Devil,
But in a whole new level.
Becoming addicted to something
More evil,
Harming his life;
He put down the pipe
And right away picked up the needle.

At home one day
After doing his thing,
His mother walks in after work
And right away cry’s and screams.
His little brother have found his needle
And was found dead on the floor,
His mother to this day has not forgave him
As now he can only hate himself more.

So You see as it goes to show
Your evil habits will always still and kill your Dreams,
As for me in sake
Its never to late
to stop smoking weed,
Although it is tough

I must not give in to my greed,
As for my homie did
And lost everything,
Indeed of The Devils Deed.