The Fourty Year Head Shot

Kenedy, they killed in a damn parade.

Splattered Jack’s brain with a Don’t! so engraved.

Everyone knew that no one was afraid.

They will knock your block off.

Flight 800 with rockets!

FBI no talk offs.

Shit will hit no fan.

You will burn not tan.

Honesty has no policy.

It will not be paid.

Honesty as a policy?

Po-little-co to grave.

You want a headstone?

Shot at the big throne?

You gotta suck some cock!

Buddy, this ain’t no walk

On your kinda cake.

The path you take

Goes a way, way, waay… ’round here.

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