Black Poetry : Hood Smack (The Streets Are Watching)

[Tantrum]

Its like a hood smack
I see hood rats
Dope dealers push crack
Watermelons-Summer time-Did I mention hood rats
Hood smack
My man smokie selling them squares
Quarter a pop just got out of jail
Wild 100's this my life yeah
Hood smack
To the rich cat-Arabs got more stores in my hood mack
Making money off the hood mack
Liquor store on the corners and dime sacks
Hood smack
The poppos just out here kickin
Smocking with me this is
Not your mommas neihborhood this aint the suburbs life isnt good
Hood smack
To these teenage prosteuts on 103rd like its the thing too do
Most have HIV until there eyes turn blue
Till the white van and the jackets take care of you
Get your baby out the street
Whose gone be there for you
When your mans your pimp
And just stares at you
Hood smack
To the donald trumps of the land
The oprah winfrys and stedmans
The house nig-- it sad man
With a woman and you aint glad man
Got to stay with her cause she mad man
Its her image not yours its bad man
Hood smack
To the preachers in the C-H-I
I see million dollar churches just to testify
I see 100,000 dollar benzes to rectify
The members giving money till the day they die
Left with nothing but promises and tears in eyes
Its not every preacher but why ask why
Hood smack
I got a glock-No misses
I click-Big riches
Wit a trick-That loves ----
See the hood has smacked me into reality my whole life
To get out or stay what does it matter tonight
When i know what i know and thats all that i know
Thats hood smacks and hood crack goes the same
They both keep you addicted its all the same
If its purple or blue whats the differnce man
Its a poison in society-To kill the black man
Think to yourself before you sell that man
Hood Smack

The STreets Are WAtching!!
Much Love My Destee Poets

 

[$$RICH$$]

On the other side of town
hood smack
mos def found by da dozen
bruthas needing a muzzle
pushing the crack all tight
making it funky like dat
hood smack
dis crap is whack
time to take it all back
seeing on cicero
da young and old
selling self like it's gold
yeah ! hood smack
in da city like dat
man this crap is whack
coming up in the game
it all one know still no change
so i link self to a new beat
and pray all get off da street
coz it's watching for it's next
prey and take the soul any day
it's whack like dat and rapid gun
play everyday i duck low from
the firework show , there we go
another man down in da street
from the life it beats
hood smack
yep just like dat !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hear you brutha the Westside is deep
it's all i see on da streets ......tyte drop!!!!!!

 

[Tantrum]

Thank You for the love $$RICH$$ fellow chitown poet

 

[$$RICH$$]

likewise brutha likewise .

 

[watzinaname]

Giving us a taste of the street life. Tight flow poet of the week.