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They killed cornbread, now he's gone
Expressing the death of a person named Cornbread.
They killed cornbread, they killed cornbread now he's gone
Reiteration of the fact that Cornbread has been killed.
Destined to play pro ball, he had game, grew tall
Cornbread had the potential to play professional basketball, possessing skills and growing in height.
Slim built, free of guilt, born of blessed buttermilk
Description of Cornbread's physique as slim and guilt-free, born of blessed buttermilk.
His parents raised him right,
Emphasizing that Cornbread was raised well by his parents.
He was our shining star, his aura glowed so bright
Cornbread was a shining star with a bright aura.
He was just racing home, I planned to time his speed
Narrator planned to time Cornbread's speed as he was racing home.
We bet to see how fast, who knew this be the last
Unaware that it would be their last bet due to tragic events.
Time that we see his smile, bloodthirsty cops profile,
The last time they saw Cornbread smile, but cops with a bloodthirsty profile shot him in the back.
Compassion they both lacked, shot him in right in his back
The lack of compassion from the cops, shooting him in the back.
His death is in slow motion, I watched his soda fall
Describing Cornbread's death as in slow motion, with a soda falling to the ground.
It cracked when the ground, he did not move at all
The soda cracked, and Cornbread didn't move.
In shock, I screamed out his name, I could not wake him up
The narrator screamed Cornbread's name in shock but couldn't wake him up.
I pointed who to blame, hoping they fuck them up
Pointing out those responsible, hoping for justice.
Police came with the drama, putting their hands-on mama
Police adding drama and mistreating Cornbread's mother.
I couldn't defend myself, I ran to get some help
Narrator unable to defend, seeking help.
I just can't take their dirt, I want to see them hurt
Expressing frustration and a desire to see the responsible parties punished.
Reflection of our pain, correction for unjust
Reflecting on the pain they're experiencing and the need for correction of injustice.
Cops lie when they explain, using his name in vain
Claiming that cops lie when explaining, using Cornbread's name in vain.
An angel with new wings, he died In Candy Rain
Describing Cornbread as an angel with new wings, emphasizing his death in "Candy Rain."
Our loss THE BAKER'S gain, a blessing lived among us
Expressing a sense of loss for the narrator and gain for "THE BAKER," questioning why this happened.
Why did they take him from us? anesthesia numbed us
Questioning the reason for Cornbread's death, with anesthesia metaphorically numbing the pain.
Candy land alumnus, College-bound for greatness
Describing Cornbread as a Candy Land alumnus, college-bound for greatness.
Ball handle Jelly grapeness, jump shot was melted butter
Highlighting Cornbread's basketball skills, using metaphors like "melted butter" for his jump shot.
Triple threat with the stutter, guarding him, end up tragic
Despite his skills, guarding him led to a tragic end.
Defense, break, ankles shatter with ball performing magic
Detailing Cornbread's basketball prowess, mentioning defense, break, and magic with the ball.
Cornbread was Merlin, he meant the world to me
Metaphorically referring to Cornbread as Merlin, someone very important to the narrator.
It use to be us three, now it's just Earl and me
Expressing the loss of a group, with only Earl and the narrator remaining.
Wishing what use to be, missing him hoop with me
Narrator reminiscing about what used to be, missing Cornbread's presence in basketball.
Dribble then shoot with me, had my back root for me
Describing the support and loyalty Cornbread provided in the narrator's life.
Loud cheer when he hit the floater, root beer or orange soda
Recalling cheers for Cornbread's achievements, mentioning root beer or orange soda.
In streets one eye all-seeing,
Describing Cornbread's awareness in the streets and occasional involvement in crime.
Sunshine, sometimes crime doing, the opposite way he fleeing
Despite occasional crime, Cornbread usually fled the opposite way, highlighting his positive influence.
Meanwhile, we're left in ruins, killed off our good influences
Expressing the aftermath of losing positive influences, leaving ruins behind.
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