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Stolen Mercedes Medallion

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Back in the early eighties

Kids were snatchin’ emblems off any parked Mercedes 

Apparatus for status

Fashion lattice fantastic

Before gold chains 

One’s main claim to fame

Was sportin’ an automotive medallion 

In the streets, our peeps was willin’ 

The guilt made me so nauseous, I’d vomit thousand island

As my hand clasped the cold chrome emblem, I froze

Not because of the December cold

Rather the owner of the yellow Benz

Was a paper route customer and family friend 

I walked away without a medallion but at least my conscience was clean

Way back in my adolescence, before I became a teen

The peer pressure would fester, while reading Word Up magazine

Trying to be cool like LL or Rakim, a Microphone fiend

Wondered if I’d ever become fresher

Grabbed a brush from the top of my dresser

And tried in vain to get some waves With cherry Afro sheen and gobs of Murray’s pomade

Slept with a Durag for weeks at a time

Never got any waves tho’, but my forehead had a huge line!

Got clowned at school, still remember the ‘Joans’ that they said

‘He ain’t got no waves man, but look at that creasy, greasy forehead!’

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mlowe5 says:

Nice! Great history lesson for today's youth. Thanks for the share. "Tuxedo" memories. Peace and Love.

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