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Iron Clad Heart!

Young, yes...Stupid, no. I've been through a lot. It's like a movie I couldn't bear to show... you. Fighting every day in the war of the po'. Got hopes set high; although society has my future set way past low. I have the heart of a ghetto soldier. See, there is no other person like me. It's getting wild, Everything's going crazy. Trying my best to keep my sanity. But deep down is the mentality "damn you, Pay me!" I have the heart of a hustler. Smiling outside, and screaming within. Asking myself constantly, "boy, where have you been?" Setting free the poetic slave with this paper and pen. Not discrimminating opposition. Who can get it? Even the highest of women. I have the heart of one unique. Growling to let you know danger is near. I might have a light voice, but I know Heaven can hear... me Giggling for the world tries to make me tear. Cut deep, but striding through people as they sneer... at me. I have the heart of a lion. Grooving through life's tests.... As R&B. Natural high. Yeah, that's the best... Like Reggae. Hype for the future. Just can't rest... Crunk as Hip Hop. Calmly dealing with everyday's pests... Smoothe like Jazz. I have the heart of an unknown music genre. As an orange, haters wish to peel me. Life from this busy body, they wish to kill me. Hope for the lost, I see them steal the... peace. Tricks of false love. Tried to seal the... deal. I have the heart of a wounded soul. Don't like what I say? Deal with it. Feeling froggy? Son, just sit it. Got beef? Made you grill it. Now you bit it. In the dark? The candle, I just lit it. I am the heart of the lost generations... Iron determination!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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