Best Gangsters Poems

GANGSTERS PARADISE

South Africa has a high rate of crime, anything is probable,
Keeping out determined criminals is impossible!
This is the house that my parents built 40 years ago that we 
We live in,
This is the house that we built a palisade fence around that
We live in,
This...

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They act hard but internet gangsters aren't as tough as they seem though
You claim you Gamble with your life, but you've never even been to a casino
You're throwing up gang signs, not knowing what they mean
Then they wonder why they don't make it out of...

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Here, at The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, 

Poetrysoup is on the menu! 

And to save our sacred website, perhaps the world ...

We must entertain and enter vague conspicuous contests 
With a true Vogon vocabulary intent on an unworthy saving ... 
Or suffer...

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Man whose that chick over there repping blue 
thinking she can come up here and mess with my man. 
Don't she know who she's messing with?
i got to show her wassup.  
Can't come up in my territory 
thinking she owns this place. 
Who she...

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As i spit, the fire blazes off of my tongue, burns this love of anger inside of me
the sunny warmth of this heart seeks out what bestows me
and i continue to depict life in a red hue
so as i walk down the streets, red chucks...

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As Valentine Day is upon us now
Sending a message to our loves
Like chocolate and flowers
With pictures of white doves

Think back to 1929
And of The North Side Gang...men who
Got a different type of message
And it wasn't I Love You

It was on the North Side
Al Capone's gang...

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Slum gangsters
I'll wash my hands
In your blood
Dare i catch you selling
Alcohol to children...

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18 murders in 24 hours
  in Chicago, May 31
Another day of anarchy
  Another day of fun

Police exhausted
  Stretched too thin
Wear them out 
  Gangsters win

Now they're working
  12-hour shifts
With no days off
  What a gift --

To the shooters
 ...

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Italian boys go through a mafia stage
idolizing gangsters and their lead ripping ways
dreaming in blood money ,wearing a pair of snake eyes
diamond studded vixens flashing pearl glazed thighs.
Scar faces -speak easy whisky- drowning out the sun
nights vibrating with the chatter of dancing tommy guns
one step...

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BFN JHD  gangster or celebrity
Side of the ride Having fun
Q the smoking Tommy gun 
Slick suits and boots wide brimmed hats
Banks go down around these cats 
No fear of law no fear at all
Do what they want until they fall
did they all go out...

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Bonnie Parker was obsessed with fame.
She finally got it in the end, when her body was shown to the public.
Riddled with bullets.
I doubt that is what she was hoping for.

Clyde Barrow had kept them out of trouble for years
Thanks to his keen sixth sense, of...

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Sitting on the pavement
Alone I sit
Thinking about the things I will miss.

The days flew by
and all I could do was cry
And cry
And cry.
Never could I speak the words
Never could I say
Because it was too late.

How many times will I wish
that you are still here?
With me...
We...

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Unique perspective and troublesome times
Underworld the world of crimes
Spinning heads and meaningless cyclone
One throne and King DON
Dark darker darkest night falls
Shivering weekend and daylight calls
Victor The King has balls
Infinite property and furious stalls
Chosen victims and assault guns
Forbidden sins one hundred runs.
Note. illegal riot kiss and...

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This is a rap for all yo' gangsters,
Who wish to learn how to prevent cancer

If you see a complete change in mole,
Don't think it's all for a LOL

If you have some lumps and bumps,
Don't take it as a result of stress from that ol' Donald...

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It is raining
And they are shooting
This is not a game
This is a shame
Everyone is afraid
Babies and children are crying
Men and women are very mad
Where everyone is dying
The streets are infested with hardcore bandits
They are our enemies
They are not our friends
They shoot like crazy ants
Bullets fall...

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