Black Poetry : Emo B 979

[Mario William vitale]

there came up from the projects a Brooklyn youth

holding anger in his eyes he came at a big surprise

with two turn tables with a mic he was ready for a fight

rattle his cage at such an early age all in a haze

piercing back the flames lest I rearrange the all fame game

getting better then most he was lost as a seagull was on the coast

until the day he paid a visit with the savior now he's fined tailored

thinking of a higher power its the hour of power makes him take a hot shower

the important thing he never forgot his roots now he's a loose as a caboose



see ya on the flip side squeeze out spreading his disease as busy as a bee

one hand on the mike sorry that her missed her Twisted Sister it's a brave new world

Emo B in the place to be making sweet rhymes making history

yet for Emo he again lost his way being frail he caved into the system

selling a kilo of cocaine to an under cover cop now he hops

to cell block 979 today he stands in line but for the system you can kiss his fat behind

Emo still raps as in a Big Mac attack shooting out flames of gold as you suppose

then one cold morning Emo left for heaven standing in line no more he safely evened the score

although he had such a short life he was gone too soon

his memory reflected back to that late morning in June

Emo be good no doubt your still around playing your favorite song

that's my heart right their

 

[candeesweet]

there came up from the projects a Brooklyn youth

holding anger in his eyes he came at a big surprise

with two turn tables with a mic he was ready for a fight

rattle his cage at such an early age all in a haze

piercing back the flames lest I rearrange the all fame game

getting better then most he was lost as a seagull was on the coast

until the day he paid a visit with the savior now he's fined tailored

thinking of a higher power its the hour of power makes him take a hot shower

the important thing he never forgot his roots now he's a loose as a caboose



see ya on the flip side squeeze out spreading his disease as busy as a bee

one hand on the mike sorry that her missed her Twisted Sister it's a brave new world

Emo B in the place to be making sweet rhymes making history

yet for Emo he again lost his way being frail he caved into the system

selling a kilo of cocaine to an under cover cop now he hops

to cell block 979 today he stands in line but for the system you can kiss his fat behind

Emo still raps as in a Big Mac attack shooting out flames of gold as you suppose

then one cold morning Emo left for heaven standing in line no more he safely evened the score

although he had such a short life he was gone too soon

his memory reflected back to that late morning in June

Emo be good no doubt your still around playing your favorite song

that's my heart right their

Oh what a sad day when Emo gets caught up in Brooklyn. DJ's,sells drugs,goes to jail and then dies.
I guess that's the way sh*t goes.
Thumbs up. At least he got saved first b4 he meet his savior.