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Young Man , One Life To Live

All you get is one life, one chance nigga you don't get no advance one pass, so you better make it last young man but your decision was to move with the criminals do what the killers do follow the leader is what niggas do In minimum little cousin you're penitentiary bound even worse than the hearse just another mystery now Wanna be a young thug, some "thug" had a good job but he wanted to get rich quick so he slung drugs You know the story everybody want the gangster's glory they wanna ball,they want it all they brains distorted until the feds set up,and then that's when they vision get clearer the man in the mirror done figured out that life is much realer Police screens freeze, you pull your pistol and you squeeze Plop Plop to his knees, he drops his 40 then he flees Now the whole precinct chasing behind him He better keep running cause if they find him they going to remind him got you bucking and ducking 100 miles and running they coming you better keep stomping Aint no stopping, they aint bluffing Cause they gonna lay you in a casket, blast pass your head while you dashing through the alley Should run for cover, look that's helicopter they hover realizing there were many different paths to Christ but now it's no time, for another Realizing your either dead or in jail Purgatory, Heaven or Hell all of sudden you get hit and you remember, you only have one life to live, everything after that, it is what it is....................

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/10/2016 3:03:00 AM
michael brunson, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. **LINDA**
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Date: 6/28/2010 4:13:00 AM
It is what it is .....i love it sarah x
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