Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Da Street So'ja, Aug 30, 2006.
HOT POST MAN I FEEL DA FURY U PUT OUT FA DA HATAS KEEP YA HEAD UP BOO NY IS GRITTY
Yeah, keep a handy can of hater-repellent, trust & believe haterism it is prevalent....everywhere
So'ja I got your back
Haters on me like van peebles in Posse
Stop and take a picture it last longer (papparazzi)/
Longer than hypes on these city streets
****** dont wont beef when this 45 greet/
My father taught me gun play and violence
He got locked up-got out-and now parole officers silence/
But the block still gritty with haters filthy
Killers stareing glimmy eyed and shifty/
Im wit so'ja and command so'ja's what the fuuck is fifty
When my block has burners-shanks and everybody tipsy/
Hooes off remy martin and ****** off henny
Blows and Dime bags get served plenty/
So next time its beef dont call your guys
Well leave your feet where your head lay-chopped off paralyzed/
whew, spitting that hot fiyah at them So'jah!
MAKE EM SAY MAN!! THAT WAS A TYTE FLO SHAKE EM OFF SUGA
FEELIN THIS FLO
"You hate me because I’m not confused
Don’t get it twisted, in these streets, I’ve paid my dues
This mission is possible, I’m on the tom like cruise
If you kill me, I’ll be dead but in the long run - YOU will still lose
I’m in a win-win and you hate that"
I enjoyed the entire ride your words took me on,
but this verse gave me a sweet finish.
drop it So'ja like it's hot... I'm feelin' the heat!
not no parkay
not no margarine...
strickly butta baby...
i feel u on this holmes...
'sall l can say..
let the dun say this before l go away..
i aint too hard or too soft to pray b/c God knows if i don't..
bodies will lay... morticians grab make-up and spray now say the wont.
... and i aint even from the streets
but l've seen way too many white sheets covered with red
and the what l do or say could kill you or awake you from the dead...
when it comes to haters... i could bow your head but you'd rather bow it yourself instead and play it humble...
boys don't know how to use their minds when its time to rumble...
war is a lot of calculation and when it's to bomb- no hesitation...
my aim is to give you life but if you choose to be late like registration..
then that's you now choose your destination
Da Street So'ja:
Just shake um off baby, just shake um off.
Nice flo back Tantrum
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