Black Poetry : Rat Race

[1poetsought]

RAT RACE
__________

Cheese in a mission
Sure tastes good...
Place to lay your head
Have a bite of warm food

RAT RACE (the story)
Coming right at you
Is a take it or leave it
Sad... but true

I was somebody
In a Beamer-
Powder blue...
Who worked all week
And would steal some too

Couldn't spell
D-e-f-e-a-t
Had I wanted to...
Wouldn't tolerate no one
Who even looked like y-o-u

Put up or shut up-
And make that fast!
I had their destiny
In the palm of each hand

Losers of the world
Would toast my glass
I called all the shots
They'd holler back... YES!

Had my little posse
Kissing big Black @ss!
I'd bling-bling the suckers
Whose love don't last

Broke down the stretch
My entourage passed
I lost my shirt,
And ran out of gas

Sister,
Mister... hipster
Some coins for my cup?
We're coming back strong
A hustling for your wealth

Help a brother out
With your "class" act Mac
Love ain't corrupt
When the chips
Aren't stacked!


1poetsought ~ copyright 2003

 

[Bluewater]

powerful
very powerful 1poetsought
your flow,breaking it down
telling the story, how things
can go like
a pattern
wonderful
Peace

 

[$$RICH$$]

yes indeed u rip dis to perfection
the depth of this piece was awesome

 

[triniti424]

in this place
the rat race
rang so real to me
i peeped out the window and saw rat race virtuality
the words, my eyes, could see
1poetsought props 4 the rat race because its REALITY

 

[Sierra]

Hey 1Poet,

This is is very deep piece! Feeling you here!! Nice flow!

~Sierra~