STREET PLAYERS The jungle creed Says the strong must feed On any prey at hand So branded as beast Vickie sat down at feast And learned that her prey Was man. By Donald Goines Street Players 2001-2002 or, The Response from Dre By Andre Austin ã The new jungle is concrete The strong maintaining a grip on the streets Or else they shrink into the sand Players feed on shrimp Runaways, drug addicts get pimped And the Mob keeps them on the land Pimps what are we to do with you Soliciting customers for sex is what u do A sand box is good A coffin made from wood Cover it up with concrete Slaying you down from head to feet Then throw it into the sea So there will never be Another Pimp, Player and Hustler For the community to see This poem was taken from Donald Goines book “Street Players” (1973) in which he dedicated to his daughter (? Unbelievable). Donald Goines was a Detroit, Michigan thug who turned writer after spending time in the Jackson State Prison. Goines was unable to get out of the street life and was gunned down by another thug. The movie “Deep Cover” sampled from this poem through the mouth of actor Lawrence Fishbone in the early 1990’s.