House Arrest and Parole, by Ky Moet Subscribe to rss feed for Ky Moet

Stuck in the house was never a good scene
It's almost like no one will see me
Im being 4gotten but i won't let that turn me rotten
Drug testing every other day, i just can't get away
Out past curfew tellin' themdon't call my P.O
Or else i'ma have to duck and roll
Doing these things i have no business doing
And it's all crazy
I walked across that stage and got my education
But still i managed to to turn left..., down the wrong path
I just had a baby wit my my girl and i can't even go see
her
This black G.P.S ankle bracelet system won't let me go free
I didn't wanna listen
I stayed at the spot and lied and said "I forgot"
Thats my 3rd parole violation
Now they got me again but this time in the house
Bein' locked up really isn't this fun
Goin down this road isn't the way i was supposed to go
This really isn't the way to roll
All because i'm on House Arrest and Parole
Posted: 2010-03-22 17:50:46 UTC

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