just a lil poem for my bo, by mizzkatie2
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I say still I stand aye shawty here I am neva have ya seen
in ya lifetime a more devine northside poet with a heart
like mine facin all kind of time but smile like im yours
brag with such passion and shine without trying believe me
pain's a small thing to a giant I was born without a dime
out tha gutta I climbed spoke my mind and didnt stutter one
time he says even the greatest gotta suffer some time so i
huff and puff rhymes words so sick with it set the standard
in North side so you up and coming poets wanna just kill it
I'm officially the realest point blank period whether i
still live in the hood or juss visit whateva you can do in
the hood i done did it that why the love and the hurt feel
it this still our city as long as were living i aint dead i
aint done i am scared i try and not run (from you) but still
i stand no matterr what they say here i am no matter what
remember No matter what shawty here i am No mattter what. |
Posted: 2008-10-14 01:18:50 UTC |
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