Blue Gum in the Oak

Blue gum hanging high, waiting in the dark

Stories of a risky night , leaving its mark, the white suit life.

Silent streets whisper tales of the night

Dreams of gold and blue gums in sight

Talk about the riches, all about the bucks

But they chase shadows, in these troubled times

Waiting in the corners, suits so white

Eyes on the prize in the dim street light

Time’s ticking, the rope is tight

Choices made in the veil of night

Blue gum hanging in that old oak tree

What you see and what you wanna be

Thuggin’ in the shadows, risking it all. Till the whit men come at take it all.

Money’s the motive, but it’s a double game

Want respect but don’t got a job

Slingin’ dope, taking what’s ours

Living fast, counting scars

White suits, waiting in dark

Patience thin, fuck blue gums

Hood’s mess, got no time to pretend

Stay or leave, it's the end of the line

Blue gum hanging in that old oak tree

What you see and what you wanna be

Thuggin’ in the shadows, will get you killed.

Short piece of rope, it’s a warning sign

Trust no one, stay on your grind

In the hood, they make their stand

Living fast, no second plan

Blue gum in the oak, hanging in the breeze

Choices in the shadows, nobody’s pleased

Keep it real, keep it tight, white suit out hanging all the blue gums we can tonight. Kill them all they’re no good to us. Liberal ass coons wanting to live for free. Enough is enough and that’s how it’s gone be.