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Spent my days
At corners and
Newspaper stands
There were numerous
Amount of gangsters
In the house of earners
Until they were sent to prison
To pay there lawful sins

Making the green dough
On 2nd and 3rd street blocks
Growing up was tough
Can’t have a wife in my world
Just some dim-witted hoe

For my dollars, had to pistol whip kids
It was a wrong thing
Hustling minors at a adolescent stage

The children remind me
I had my opportunities
Didn’t work as planned
All of these controversies
At school I had a few ideas

The obsession of my peers
A career many people fears
Not like mines
Something legal and real
Like a police, lawyer or doctor
But instead look where I am at
Baggy loose black pants, a gangsta
Cigarette in my mouth
All people who didn’t listen were dealt with

Im a business man
Ain’t looked at as a role model
Nor people job shadowing me,
It’s not all that bad
Atleast I don’t pay taxes
But who am I joking

The horrifying part
When I’m aging
How do I retire
When I’m sick and shot
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Gangsters

Contributed by ek_da_poet on Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 11:12:20 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

My whole life
Spent my days
At corners and
Newspaper stands
There were numerous
Amount of gangsters
In the house of earners
Until they were sent to prison
To pay there lawful sins

Making the green dough
On 2nd and 3rd street blocks
Growing up was tough
Can’t have a wife in my world
Just some dim-witted hoe

For my dollars, had to pistol whip kids
It was a wrong thing
Hustling minors at a adolescent stage

The children remind me
I had my opportunities
Didn’t work as planned
All of these controversies
At school I had a few ideas

The obsession of my peers
A career many people fears
Not like mines
Something legal and real
Like a police, lawyer or doctor
But instead look where I am at
Baggy loose black pants, a gangsta
Cigarette in my mouth
All people who didn’t listen were dealt with

Im a business man
Ain’t looked at as a role model
Nor people job shadowing me,
It’s not all that bad
Atleast I don’t pay taxes
But who am I joking

The horrifying part
When I’m aging
How do I retire
When I’m sick and shot

Copyright Â© ek_da_poet ... [ 2006-05-19 11:12:20]
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Re: Gangsters (User Rating: 1 )
by Remi on Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 05:18:06 PM AEST
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damn boy i feel ya that a great write i pray isn't your last write keep ya head up and be strong

Re: Gangsters (User Rating: 1 )
by rapnificent on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 08:57:03 AM AEST
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Should the person rather be police, lawyer, or doctor? A police stopped me and gave me a ticket that I couldn't afford, one cop even beat me like a slave and THEN taped me doing drugs that he'd made me do after he knew how hard it was for me to stop B$ I'd met him. A lawyer didn't even mention that I hadn't finished college to the judge WHILE I was in divorce court & I ended up paying the bills like the Sears and Fingurhut bills for utensils and a big tv for an ex who akes ver 90 grand a year, an ex who wants to become a doctor, now. I've got so many warrents that I couldn't drive to get to college classes. The classes that I attended, at UAH- where there were two racist Indian female professors. It's hard out here. Matthew 7:1
I was judged the way I judged others and it wasn't a pretty experience.
We don't all pick our lots in life. It's easier to say something than to do it. Please believe that there!

Re: Gangsters (User Rating: 1 )
by rapnificent on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 09:06:24 AM AEST
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Oh yea, and the addiction rteturned and my son had to go stay wit his granny. I had to start dancing and depending on whoever I met for rides- like undercover cops. Yea- people should be in more "respectable" positions- so that they can screw people over in LIGIT ways. Murderous doctors, Dirty cops, Racist teachers, and Lwyers who know how to triple cut corners if they're paid well.
Keep giving that good advice....
way to go!

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