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"The Ghosts Of West Street" Slim Pickens Mix (Knighton) DEMO

From his "It's true" series.... Rick's "The Ghosts Of West Street." Ghosts of West Street… Rolled another past the projects, Cops and suspects, Found west of MLK Blvd., off Craig Ave left. There’s an old block called West Street, So many like these in my travels seen, Different any moment proven be, Another chill of air, February song. Was tired and sick, a bit of my wrong… Taught to always be alert, Missed the signs when that boy pulled up his shirt. About ten years old with a pistol pointed, Smiled with sad eyes as I stared at steel again. Must’ve been fever or infection, C’mon kid… I told him — I’m tired, pal! If I had a penny for every time A gun was pointed at me, I’d be a rich man somehow… He looked at me and smiled, Like I saw him as a child. Put that piece away, back to play, The steel of barrel says to say… Made it home again, lucky today, Hugged my boys slight in a life warm. Guess that’s all you can do — Always remember your miles… Ghosts of West Street… Still rollin’ past the projects, Still hear the sirens, Still breathin’ February’s chill.