Saturday, September 20, 2014

Thug Poetry - II

they winnin',they chillin'
they whole life stealin'
they dont give a fuck bout how we must be feelin'

drop arms boys,this aint no revolution
take turns boys,for that peaceful resolution

we thug,we tuff,we make em bleed
we slice and dice,got mouths to feed

we 99,they outta time
they grab and scream
sayin "this be mine!"

we been watchin',we be waitin
we know your time,it be comin'!

in the shadows we be lurkin'
like in Crasters Keep,we be waitin'

take your time,eat your cake
when tomorrow comes,its yours i take.

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