My laughter could be my death if assaulters
just pulled up pants to their thighs
Categories:
assaulters, character, clothes, conflict, death,
Form: Epigram
I watch from the rooftops
as they swoop down on the blocks
chasin' the opposition
those who, through life falter,
So we scatter as the sirens
from the cop cars sound
like the bombshell warnings
in Israel
and if they caught us they mauled us,
Many physical frames get assaulted,
by the police assaulters,
See since initiation
we pledged allegiance to the dough route,
and no doubt,
they wanna' see us trapped
like rodents inside a po' house,
But with Gods strength & knowledge
we broke out,
Then we changed our passages
by breakin' our ghetto thesis' into pieces,
and puttn' in hard work
the result
the spreading of wisdom
means the cash increases,
So we take care of the needy
get real estate, cars, clothes
and we like our jewels
like water when it freezes,[icy]
Now we're certified poetic scholars
droppin' mo' feces than a seagull,
And they hate it when we ball,
We're on fire, rising up
so they attempt to make our heat fall,
they propose an underpriviledge recall,
Because they want us back in the factory,
but my screws are not loose
so stop attackin' me,
I need eyeballs in the back o' me
Because they're relentles and so am I.
Categories:
assaulters, hip hop, poetry, spoken
Form: Rhyme