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i was just out of the rehab riding through the neighborhood when i came across this homeboy who said he'd fix me up real good he lead me down an alley and right through a chain-link fence i had a hundred dollars i could spend it was parked out in the driveway of a house of ill repute and in the backseat hung a double-breasted lime green suit what that homeboy showed me nearly caused a heart attack for what he called a hooptie was a sky blue cadillac and i felt a little nervous as i drove out of the hood but i loved that furry steering wheel and that dashboard made of wood i opened up the mini bar and in there i found a note the stationary said county jail and this is what he wrote he said "my is name is inmate Leroy Jerome If you's a-reading this, judge says i isn't coming home. though i am incarsarated, i'll make a deal with you if you can keep my gals in line this car belongs to you. now ride low and drive slow and make her yours own. you'll always be ri-din with inmate jerome" the grill on the radator was gold and shinny bright and i tell you those old curb feelers were handy at night i get the feeling sometimes if i turn real quick i would see a gold tooth cap daddy in the seat right next to me one night i was hopping in and i heard the breaking glass and i can still remember sounds of bullets wizzin' past someone said they saw a man in a fur coat and fur hat push me out of the moving car and take his caddy back it was a young man named inmate Leroy Jerome He's out of the joint the parole board sent 'em home though he was incarsarated he cut a deal or two now he's got a brand new pinkie ring and brunole molly shoes i even think i cought a whiff of micheal jordan's flash cologne i sure 'nough love ri-din with inmate jerome |