Ghetto Poetry

[M Dogg™]

Something a little new. This is my view of a cousin of mines situation. His locked up for sometime, and his kid is going to be 4 next month. This is for my cousin behind the wall.

Young boy please believe me
I'd never do anything to harm my family
'Cause while you cry out daddy's name
I'm crying in here hoping things change
I didn't do the crime, but momma don't believe it
She hangs up when I call on the weekend
So I write you this letter and hope she didn't rip it up
I was just a broke man outta luck
I'm so sorry my oldest child
Responsibilities to make you go wild
So while others will be out there doing bad
You have to stay home and play dad
And don't think I wanted this
I want to see you grow, what my mother missed
As for now just sit in front of the TV
And watch Bugs Bunny well momma sleeps
It's a long road ahead, your gonna need your rest
My child, I never wanted to put you in this mess
Soon your grow hard like Daddy did
Before your 16, you'll have raised 2 kids
Only 5 now and got lives in your hand
You can't cry no matter how much your sad
So my oldest child please understand
That at 5 years old, you already a man

[TheSheriff]

Deep shit dawg.

[infinite59]

I really enjoyed that

[Hatesrats™]

Crackhead aunts....
drunken ass uncles
bitches turning nimpho for the crystal in my timbo's..
That's the life we lead..
where guilty is the only verdict were expected to plead
born without a lead..
had to make my own way
until the day I rearainged
"FUCK THIS SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I'm the coach..of my dismay
no more delay of this game.
found out I had to change my play's to include a longer stay
cause my expentancy...
is well passed over
imagine dying before the legal age of barley beating sober
young enough to bleed and die in war
still to imature to catch a drink down at the liquer store...
fuck before...
I'm lying and still gettin over
once I'm still past you and still ain't over....it wil never end
Who's lying...?
it's a cycle of the same way out
I'm bout....is the ifinate end..
no future
and the only friend is the end...(Jim Morrison)
for a lost soul...stuck in this rut
where the feelin's are love...or not giving a fuck..
I choose pussy over hugs
Slugs over living broke
thoughts of smoke as the bullet passes my lung as the chronic choke has me broke
I'm a fucked up situation
face a 3rd strike....or make the headline's
tonight
fuck a parol violation
I'ma be a star
so when you see me high speed rollin' in a car..
wave goodbye at the scene
It's going to be last time you see a bad guy like me...
let me tell you.....lol

and the paper will read....as the suicide by cop scene unfolds in screams
puddle's of blood where he once had dreams
dead as the story once was told in his Hatefull regiem..
it was ment to be
so he scibbled in his only means
in a love letter
to the one I love better than me
sincerly yours...me myself and heat...Blamm

yo nice shit...Mdogg
I had to write a peice instead of giving u a reply...cause u know u spoke from the heart..
so I gave a half truth/half/auto-biographical...story bout what I have seen and feel
in a no-look freestyle...lol

This what hip-hop is all about...
tell a muthaphukkkan story

peace..
Hatesrats....~2000ne~