Wretched Refuse

Workin noon to midnight

Walkin through the moonlight

Desmond rockin steady on my headphones

hit the spliff 007 on a secret solo session as i head home

theres a shadow on the corner

is he friend? is he foe?

is he cop? is robber?

which is worse? i dont know

but i've blocks to go before i hit my bedroom

so now trudge through the sleet and the snow and the sludge

i guess i wasn't ready for the bumrush cuz

next thing i know there's a knife stuck at my throat

I'm looking at him and he's just like me

and i laugh

but he just don't see the irony

and his eyes get hard and he asks me what's the joke

and i said

don't you think if i had more than a little loose change

I'd have put my sorry ass on the subway train

whatcha think you gonna score playing stickup-kid

in the freezing winter rain

cuz the only people out on a night like this

are the broke and the mad and sick and the pissed

just wretched refuse circling the drain

kid he don't believe me

said he gonne

a bleed me

if i don't start to run my shit

digging through my pockets and he finds my half a spliff

man thats all i got to keep me goin to the dawn

you better know how fe chat and me say NO PASARAN!!

vexed or perplexed but hes startin to catch my drift

i said you got two choices of what you can do

you can stick me in the neck or we can share that spliff

it'll be 420 or 187 all bets are in

so he takes a step back and looks me in the eye

says alright homeboy lets get high

and as he lights it up i can see he wears a grin

he said real big move for a little white dude

is said you'd do the same if you knew what i knew

the battle will be fought between the likes of me and you

we smoked that shit til it was gone

shook hands and carried on

just wretched refuse shaking off the chains