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A Time for Change by Alin Next to the Gods by Pedro R. Briones Untitled Mom and the Mideast by Sarah D [Industry] by Elsa Kim submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition |
A Time for Change by Alim Before niggas recite rhymes they light dimes but i'm in my right mind when i write mine i skip the turn of cats that be spittin turd i be hittin herbs but i wont hit the herb hittin birds is a way of gettin germs cuz they peck to burn just to get wrecked off sherm their rectum torn once my records born you gonna know right from wrong when i write my song you'll get hype for more like some type of raw hydro that'll make your eyes glow in complete envy STD's lookin extremely tempting the devil bet me that i'd be blinded by the guns and the Bentleys but i'm not dumb like the rest be "kill em son" is what they're suggesting now every Sunday he's confessing wheres his life going? I'm not even guessing he just do what they tell him he dont know what it is, he just sell them its seldom that he goes to school but it's always when he holds the tools kills to be recognized but nobody knows the fool he got pressed by some old school dude he said he was! on the wrong turf, but he was on his own block he kid aint think he'd get hurt, cuz he had mad props so the kid cracked a smerk, thats when he got popped the nigga did his work and left before the body dropped people just watched and aint nobody call the cops he thought he was dead then he felt alot of liquid pouring from his head like the right pocket of a Blood all he saw was red next two weeks he was always on a bed his name wasn't even mentioned in the news just another nobody caught up in some feud lungs aint workin breathing through some tubes didn't get a visit from no one in his crew thats another life down the drain i might sound insane but yo its a time for change. |
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