Black Poetry : Life SENTENCES

I commit 187's
with my PEN
hoping to get caught
so I can get in
doing lyfe no chance
of parole they can break
my body NEVA my soul
sharing a cell with some
murderous scribes dayum
glad I got caught and thrown
nsyde Imma do my tyme and
do it well leaving my marks on
the walls of dis cell
cell therapy got a sista rhet to
start a riot callin ma family begging
dem to keep loot on ma books
cause if I runs outta paper I'll
scribe with my blood and leave
stains on ya mynd, on ya heart
on ya soul

N gurl you betta stop



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