Black Poetry : Streets & Love (Anybody Colab) Poetry Cypher

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Tantrum, Aug 19, 2006.

  1. Tantrum

    Tantrum Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I will start it for anyone to add one
    This will be like a chain reaction type of thing
    See if you can keep up with my flow



    My streets like death was home grown
    Psss(Piss) ants/aunts crying for there babies, but they dead gone
    Silent cries hold midnight alibies
    Like late night victims tell-i-vise (televised)
    Most p-pill (people) and shoot up for all there sins
    Hookers at the point sell there souls 4 bottles of gin
    Life is like vapors I can cant count them 5 to 10
    My love for the streets-weight/wait these are my sins


    keep this poetry cypher going
     
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    soulful2006 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Ah but home is where my heart is even though
    my home is broken
    Money leaving and drugs comin in
    I can't seem to see past that cycle
    My folks don't know em no more cause they passed out on the floor
    And I keep tellin myself I can't live like this
    No more
    But every time i think I can leave somebody
    Dies that's close to me
    And I promise not to leave until
    They see peace on the other side for me
    I see these people i feel these streets
    And they hold tight
    SO tight that they won't let go of me
    Oh how I would love to be set free
     
  3. Tantrum

    Tantrum Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    free from dispare and hatred I see on the block
    smashed piped winter dreams and im talking about the rock/
    Or is it the semi automatic glock
    So many of my people die for-when there heads start to knock/
    And woman instigate fights like chicken heads flock
    Now everybody thug life living dreams of a 2-pac/
    I was born with two nuts-a big pipe and some tube socks
    Barely afford living-door held together with pad-locks/
    I remember sugar water no kool-aid on days hot
    Time is of the essense live your life by the tick-tock/
     
  4. Keita Kenyatta

    Keita Kenyatta going above and beyond PREMIUM MEMBER

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    Yea, and I remember you, trynna move hard,
    baby in this world callin yourself God,
    Slave mentality callin get on board.
    Ain't got no time fo ghetto stories, ghetto worries,
    snow flake flurries.
    So here's ya flow to keep ya packin,
    buttermilk babies who think they packin,
    genius unknown I think ya slackin,
    like jimmy pop corn I think ya crackin.
     
  5. Tantrum

    Tantrum Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    ur face like blak on black tint
    thats 5 percent for you god
    and u the neighborhood housewife
    thats why your wife use to flirt with me god
    all ur pointless antics hold no self being
    life worth pumper-ur-"nickels" change ur faith god
    use to have a website now I have a career
    ur website is done like david allen grier
    and homie next time ur poetry better be good
    the closet you got to snow flakes was watchin "boyz n the hood"
     
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    Tantrum Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    back to the basics of this street anthem
    my wind pipes blowed on my v12 phantom/
    the hood got love for heroes like me
    im the next bill gates-black man crashin wall street/
    and see it so many people that hate the faith
    erase your hate or get killled at a reunion b4 u can eat ur cake/
    old sloppy homo like austin powers with no mojo
    baby momies crying backlash bites like cujo/
     
  7. Keita Kenyatta

    Keita Kenyatta going above and beyond PREMIUM MEMBER

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    Don't hate the playa just hate the game,
    cause ya shyytin in ya pants when ya hear my name,
    wit all this fake poetry/ that's blowin me,
    up off ya knees ya ain't knowin me,
    cause I was bustin gaps/spinnin caps/
    back when ya name was little baps,
    ya heart be breakin/pen shakin/sweat makin,
    fake wanna be/crumb cakin...
    naw, this is the last, cause ya little league,
    don't know enough to battle me,
    so I'll let someone else just set ya free,
    gotta take a piss but for you it's pee,
    Yeah, I be god but what do you be?
     
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    Am feeling this Thread.
    Keep it going poetts.
     
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    I am too...
    PLEASE KEEP IT FLOWING'!!!!!
     
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    lol...ya'll catz are up in here wildin...
    nice....

    one love
    khasm
     
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