Black Poetry : Str8 Wit Da "Y"

[Da Street So'ja]

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[asimplepoet]

It hard out hear for a pimp is what they sang
But times are hard no matter what's your thang
Escaping the pj's & streets was always my dream
I was all about getting out and getting my cream
But ain't a dayum thing changed but my address
Still stuggling to make it without any progress
The streets are in my blood and they won't wash out
no matter all the sermons you scream and shout
I am gonna be hustling to maintain till the day I die
The streets keep calling my name no matter what i try
So why you mad at me I can't began to understand why

 

[sweet apple*pie]

I agree with poet....It is hard out here for a pimp...
but more harder out here for a prophet.

edgy and thrilling write.

I especially like when you said "Dredz aren't the only onez feelin the lockz"
as well as the "Peter Pan" lines.....muy caliente.

 

[$$RICH$$]

man u broke it down , sho nuff hard out there ....do it like u know u can !

 

[4EVERLUV]

So'aj:
Bringn' that street fiyah.
When I come to NY, Im gonna
look you up fa real.


Much Luv