Best Crips Poems

I'm here rapping. 
All my fans their clapping. 
All the haters laughing. 
I don't listen to haters. 
Even if their bunch of dictators. 
People don't...

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If I could dream
for anything
I would dream of Peace, Love
and Unity
for all Bloods & Crips
all gangs, are in need of a change
for you represent such...

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Mysterious me
I'm mysterious, secretive,evasive 
No friends, very little family
A Nomad traveling from city to city
State to state, country to country
No ties or obligations 
I am...

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My parents were too busy drinking to help me to grow
I was moved around In foster care without anyone by the side of me
As a...

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Thuglife is a real thing, 
you got children out on the streets playing with guns, 
selling drugs and even going so far as to sell...

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November 2, 2015 11:42 am
The eyes of Stanley Tookie Williams
What I visualized is a man
A man that committed crimes
Stanley Tookie Williams was the name
His tragic...

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Just suppose – a hierarchy rules this shadowland
Pulls the strings of governments, not walking hand in hand
Amend our constitutions, to suit their future plans
Throw Christians...

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Three gangs gun packing
Attacked my house on three different days.
The bloods, the crips, and the Chinese mafia
Had my house under attack 
Which was in a...

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Life is fast sometimes slow on path marked for chains with a soul with nothing to gain.the pain hurts and it burns deep.Trying to find...

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Crack on my corner but its grown overseas
Grown in South America and made from cocca leaves
From overseas to the corner from the corner to my...

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Roses are red violets are blue
Low self-centered pricks.
That doesn't deserve to be hired need to be fired.
For I am getting annoyed by they violation. seriously...

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(This is a fictional poem)

Last week I gave a ride to a member of the Crips..
He shot me in the wiener when I asked for...

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Bloods, Crips, Kings
Brothers by oppression
yet the sight of colors 
can bring on war
While blasting angry
voices through stereos
KILL
KILL
KILL
Beautiful women
Innocent children
lose Father, Sons, Brothers
Future teachers and coaches
of...

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The guys today call us so many different names
Its hard to find a true one when they all pretty much act the same
because you got...

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PrinterBlood
CharlaXFabel
A Dragnet RippOFF
DUM de DUM DUM de DUM da DUM
“SGT FrYdaY the man came in the office and eye told him to wait there is...

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