Black Poetry : silence

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by thespokesman, Jan 10, 2004.

  1. thespokesman

    thespokesman Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Silence

    The blocks I used to roll, act you don’t know me no
    I’m still the originator from 92 writing this flow
    Still on the grind, if u seen me,
    We ain’t got no conversation, too focused on trying to defeat me
    Beat me, like ants wanna crawl on the dead and eat me
    Out of all the spoons I gave n*****, ain’t nobody tried to feed me
    Bummin for rides, beggin for 6 miles
    I don’t hate u, but god bless the child
    I’m so black due to swimming, used to shy from women
    If they were plants, trying to steal my sunshine
    Gotta stay cautious, I feel you getting nauseous
    I’m empowered to win my friend I ain’t taking no losses

    I could remember when I was walking to work
    Ain’t had no money,no shirt, my shoes was filled with dirt
    Walking that trail, trying to come with these ends
    Almost lost my ***** due to a wrecked benz
    My people rejected my applications
    Working for minimum wage with only one aspirations
    Coming to work sweating, didn’t even want to pay for a blade
    Walking the streets in 100 degrees picking a piece of a chrome blade
    One day when my friends laughed at me
    Back to days when I was too black for girls to holla at me
    Any given day I slip, laws wanna dispatch me
    Firing up you matchbox, in your mack truck, you can’t match me

    I soon learned a valuable lesson concerning these women
    I ain’t have no life raft or float when they left me swimming
    You ain’t got ends, nobody wanted to play
    You ain’t got no toys, these kids don’t wanna stay
    This piece of paper, I received, called a diploma
    Must be a chic magnet, sense then they smell the aroma
    Before I was too fat, too black, my glasses faded green
    But nobody called me when I had no green
    I was a nut that had to be released
    Thank god its no beggin humanity on these streets
    Just trying to get a buspass, chasing the bus running
    I had family, elsewhere I was still bumming
     
  2. Sweet baby_face

    Sweet baby_face Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I love this.
    Simple as that.
     
  3. $$RICH$$

    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    tyte scribe poet of da week
    dis was awesome flowin
     
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