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Let me go now through your wallet
Fast cash, bus cards
You are a tiny little man
My C.F.O. can get us some good coke

His brother is head at the first precinct
First precinct
16 Ericsson Place, Manhattan
He owns the keys to the evidence room

Evidence room
“Rights abused are still rights”
He said with a tentative smile
But his son’s in juvie and he sells in fear

It is like he doesn’t even know
That you are a part of the problem
You see violent crimes but you don’t report them
You don’t report them

You don’t report them, no
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