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one be lo - flag rant lyrics

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dear officials, coaches , cheerleaders, players and spectators

my closest friends on the high school basketball team
coolest around
most of our rivals played in other towns
we shot rounds on playgrounds
every now and then
some players go out of bounds
that’s when the clock stops

if the officials pay attention
you might hear a sound

for us, it’s normal to shoot and play above the rim
on the court, this is no sin
sometimes players talk junk
this day the opponent went on a fast break
he ran to his trunk
not a pump fake
but fake with the pump

he drove to the hole for a slam dunk
not a lay up
from below the rim
see somebody laid up
n0body called the offensive foul?

wow!

he moves…
pass the ball for a sawed off tool
pass the see_saw and merry go round of an elementary school playground
that ain’t cool

it all happened so fast
i wasn’t there when the courses took path
i skipped english
for a brief history
in the after_math

school homework is important
but life is the class

the phone rang
they told me one one my best friends had almost been slain

what?

shot like eight times
a few in the head
i heard what they said and thought for sure he was dead
i couldn’t sit in class throughout out the day
and let time pass away
knowing this could be the last day my relative lay

so i skipped school and went to the hospital to visit my cousin
i broke down when i saw all the tubes and how they stuffed him
his nickname was swan
now a duckling
so ugly
dark and not lovely
face all bruised and puffy
once, we…
hooped for the huskies
so he was normally drug free
now doped up like a drug fiend
unconscious from all the suffering

and blood leaks

too much speech

his body language said “don’t touch me”

before the vision could crush me
i escaped to the hallway, luckily
i stole a chair and drew my own sp_ce
it took sixty seconds to get my dome straight

i cleared my throat and questioned his fate
it was hard to take a soft face that was nearly erased
still here by god’s grace

that first night i got home late

how did this happen?

yesterday we were laughing
now today it’s so tragic
the disappearing act was magic
but nothing fantastic

from class i had to abort
f#c% the school board
life is too short
and f#c% a newport
to put it short

they told me how some foul words on the basketball court
made the shooter charge to basket shooting bullets for sport

i shoulda coulda woulda picked him up in my ford
a stick shift with four doors
but that wasn’t important
the ambulance was his escort
and due to circumstances, a better transport

and my car wasn’t fast enough
or gassed enough
to stop the blast enough

should i grab me a gun and start acting tough?

am i man enough?

i’m not even thinking about my hands in cuffs
my brother ain’t standing up
a shotgun sh_ll full of buck shots
d_mn that sucks

thank god it wasn’t slugs, but…

still enough damages for bandages

a few pellets in the face, chest and shoulders

from the initial report, we all thought it was over

much confusion when you grip the news second hand
guess again

i rather go to the source and check the man
everything happens for a reason
god must have a lesson planned
some people get a second chance
now the question is…
do i wanna use this weapon in my hand?

that whole week i took an i.c.u. vacation
i see you
doctors and nurses in co_operations
working on patients
and patients
working on patience

me looking back at the situation

and he, looking forward to recuperation
more gauze and medication
therapy and reparation
from in_animation to standing ovation
more cause for celebration

we eventually saw graduation
despite whatever grades
some of us barely made it

some of us didn’t make it to class to even get graded
i never knew basketball could be so dangerous

for officials, coaches, cheerleaders, players and spectators

- one be lo lyrics

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