He steals, he rapes, he kills with no remorse
He attacks women with a brutal force
He lives a life in which people are unaware
But only investigate his crimes if you dare
He doesn't feel happiness, hope or love
And he lacks the knowledge of above
We all thought his crimes would end
But, for him, it seemed the rules did bend
While in bail
He somehow made bail
We knew he was once again on a killing spree
They found him in an apple tree
He was sentenced and was put on death row
We all know we have to reap what we sew
HE wanted to make sure he was a legacy
His mind was filled with supremacy
This seems fair
If he dies nobody would care
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A young man lived in a bad part of town
Gun shots, crying and pain were all around
He had to join a gang to protect his life
He was protected through struggle and strife
But his "brothers" got him into a lot of crime
And several of them had to go and do time
He knew what he was doing was bad
And he knew it made his mother sad
Crime was not his goal; he never wanted to
One night
He got in a fight
Things got worse and he took a life
She was a friend, mother and wife
He was sentenced to death row
Like I said we have to reap what we sew
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