Throw Your Stones

I no longer care if I die in the street
If I live free there that is all right with me
Home or homeless live or die I will be free
To triumph in death as you live in defeat

I did what I came here for and I am proud
To have given it all the best I could do
I have no regrets and I spit it out loud:
Judge me all you want I am as good as you

You feel so fat and fine with all your money
But judgment approaches now to take you down
You see the people looking at you funny?
They are coming for you now: marching uptown

So go home and lock your door get on the floor
All both of us have left is to wait and see
The people do to you what you did to me
They know who you are what they are coming for

I did what I came here for and I am proud
To have given it all the best I could do
I have no regrets and I spit it out loud:
Judge me all you want I am as good as you

Throw your stones you sons of bitches go ahead
You can never be like me alive or dead

+Steven Curtis Lance



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