Dinner On My Plate

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DJ Ron Nelson

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In life you just gotta do what you gotta do 
To make ends meet, know what I mean
Ain't saying you gonna like it

I sit and contemplate
Why my world is filled with hate
If I could change my fate
Put dinner on my plate

Ah, just screw it
I'm gonna go and do it
Gotta killer inside me
And yeah, I always knew it

I went into the kitchen
Concealed the butcher knife
Kissed my little daughter
Said goodbye to my wife

Got my mask on
Take a trip to the mall
Lion or the lamb
It's not me that's gonna fall

I wanna be a winner
I have to be a sinner
Looking for a victim
I gotta eat dinner

He's stepping out the bank
With his wallet in his hand
No babylon
So I said, hold up your hands

Got my knife in my hand
Two inches from his face
He's pissing his pants
Sweat dripping from his face

I've done this crime before
He's victim number four
He's begging for his life
I could slash him with my knife

He said don't kill me please
I have a wife and a baby
I said hand over those keys
I saw that new Mercedes

Empty your account
Before I stab you in your mouth
Gimme all your money
Or I'll knock you out, yeah

I left that man crying
Took his phone
Im out the door
Three g's in my pocket
Two visas from the wallet

Start that new Mercedes
Threw away the knife and phone
I changed the license plate
But I kept my mask on

I went and checked my brethren
Robbed a liquor store
Half a pound from the weed man
Went back and bought some more

We took my new ride
To his boy's body shop
Because I wanted money
Now money I got

I step into my Uber
Peace to my mechanic
I'm a family man
I gotta go right back at it

Called my little daughter
As soon I was able
One thing that I'm good at's
Putting dinner on the table

If it don't make money
Then it don't make sense
I got dollars and cents
Got a big bag a ces

I got my mask on
Around the clock
Pete chat off his mouth
At the barbershop

Pete rat off him mouth
Now him haffi get drop
Infarmas fi dead
How we was brought up

Pete went to church
Went there every Sunday
I saw him and I told him
I'm gonna get him one day

I saw him by the doors
He's with his baby mother
And his papa and his pastor
And his sister and his brother

Yeah, he had it coming
He act like he didn't care
That I eliminate boy
From this atmosphere

I did not shed a tear
You cyan trick man twice
Innocent  blood sheds
When I take bwoy's life

I open my tinted window
And I do not hesitate
Got my finger on the trigger
I put dinner on my plate

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