Black Poetry : Gamesmanship

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  1. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I
    {emerged}
    On the North East corner of
    Hoodrat Street and Playa Blvd
    Beneath ectoplasm called
    Gamesmanship

    Don’t Trip

    I am the hunter
    Seeking luscious prey
    To devour
    Before midday
    Small game
    Large game
    Whatever the flava

    Where Are You From?

    I came from under the rock of
    “**** You”
    Draped over the back of
    “Jerk This”

    I didn’t flinch
    When the system said
    “Twenty-five to (((a phucked up))) life (((time)))”
    Of hard time {for my crimes}
    I took mine
    And kept it real

    See what I’m saying

    I don’t owe you a **** thing
    …did all my time
    Don’t need no pissed off PO
    Talk’n ‘bout it’s piss time
    …wanna check mine

    When it’s him I peeped
    In the alleyway
    Giving dime bags away
    For a nickel a pop
    And didn’t stop
    When he knew I knew
    Thinking its cool
    Coz I roll with a hoodies crew

    Does that answer your question
    Are you done guessing
    ‘bout things you don’t need to know
    Are you (just) for show
    Or, can you get dirty
    .
    .
    .
    Sweaty
    Can you roll with Sue or Betty
    Or…are you strictly a man’s woman

    Hmmm

    Gamesmanship

    You know it.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    man Baller ya on something here tyght flow !!