how u gonna tell me how i be
do u see chains, cuz i'm free
you not going to bust know ones knee
dude gansta stoppin is my creed
grab ya shit and flee
i smell a pussy
and it ain't me
i end everything u see
break u in have like a sawed tree
how you gonna roll up on me
how you gonna step up to me
how you gonna not believe
that i tell you whats up like jeebs
how you gonna tell me who to be
pretend you hold lifes key
actin like you done a good deed
by cappin a brotha stealin speed
wodie you's incomplete
you bout to end up floatin in the sea
b/c this boy can read
read the signs of a dead motha fucka near me
and your who its going to be
no more plantin the evil seed
how you gonna say shit to me
cause you plus me don't equal we
especially when you gonna bleed
see him thats he
see her thats she
they work for me
so its time to pay the fee
no more gankin weed
suckin it dry like a fuckin flea
i'm taken the lead
sip ya hash tea
its the last you gonna need
Awesome poem. That poem like got me into reading it. It was tight as hell. Keep up writing poems cuz you have a gift!
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