Best Song Urban Poems
On April 26th I was born,
In a world more than a hundreds years scorn, No healin' up
They sho' was pealin' up, casted the line and they realin' up,
Pullin me round on a string puppeteerin' us,
Didn't know how to discuss the way that I felt in my mind,
Isolating thoughts of much steer my wheel from time to time,
I thought about the shine only making in worse,
College things, engagement ring Im throwin' in the dirt,
Miseducated young miss in this game, I write, rap, produce, and sang,
Not just for fame, but for talent I was given, tellin my life as it comes,
Wondering why we all is stealin, killin, thizzin, robbin, theivin,
But inside Im greivin, wonderin when a change gone come,
When Imma be leavin? I been in chains for so long,
All the soldiers that went to war, they aint come back home, they aint come back
home.
CHORUS
No man stands alone
in the street, the ring or the combat zone
some lay in the gutter
some sit on a throne
but no man stands alone
At the age of fourteen
he had a dream
to become a rabbi
Chicago 1924
then his dad was killed by men
who tried to rob the family store
his brothers and sisters were sent away
to an orphanage where they would stay
and though his faith was blown away
he vowed to bring them home someday
To God and man revenge he swore
he walked with gamblers,
hoods and whores
he fit right in
then on a whim
he walked into a boxing gym
he fought Canzoneri in ‘33
for the lightweight title victory
he made up with God
and finally
he could reclaim his family
Those McLarnon fights
were the stuff of lore
the only man
to ever put him on the floor
he won two out of three,
then in the Armstrong bout
he nearly died
but was never knocked out
then in 1941
the Japanese pulled a sneaky one
so he joined the marines
and he got a gun
and he sailed into the rising sun
On Guadalcanal,
he fought so brave
overmatched like old King Dave
he put twenty attackers
in an early grave
for the one marine
whose life he saved
in a hospital bed
for months and days
they kept him in a morphine haze
then sent him home
strung out and beat
to the pushers on the mean, mean street
Hollywood was very keen
to put his story on the silver screen
but they focused on the drug abuse
he tried to sue
but what’s the use?
Barney Ross was brave and strong
they couldn’t keep him down for long
his rabbi said that he must try
to be a model Jew in the public eye
but from the public eye he slipped
like a phantom radar blip
they say he hunted Nazi criminals
and he ran some guns to Israel
Barney Ross was brave and strong
I thought that he deserved a song
he did some bad
he did some good
and he saved the world
the best he could
Black Mistress
That's what I'm suppose to be
Oh, no not me
I'm not coming second to another woman
No woman is coming before me
Black Mistress
That's what I'm suppose to be
Come get your clothes if you can't spend the holidays with me
You live with her not me
Black Mistress
You want to buy my love when you want please
Oh, no not me
I have my own and I'm not selling my goods to no one but I'm still not cheap
Sing a song of people
Walking fast or slow;
People in the city
Up and down they go.
People with their hats on,
Going in the doors.
People with umbrellas
When it rains and pours.
People in tall buildings
And in stores below;
Riding elevators,
Up and down they go.
People walking singly,
People in a crowd;
People saying nothing,
People talking loud.
People laughing,smilling,
Grumpy people too;
People who just hurry,
And never look at you!
Sing a song of people
Who like to come and go;
Sing of city people
You see but never know!
There is an explosion in all of us, we try to keep hidden away
But when we decide to get even, everybody must pay
There are so many things wrong people tend to ignore
The people in and out of our lives, the screaming next door
The ones we pass by on the street
One of them becomes a victim, than on a gurney covered with a sheet
Another shot fired, it becomes acceptable violence
What becomes un easing is the deafening silence
Some people hunt for a living, others for the thrill
Humans being the worst animal, thou shall not kill
An old lady conned out of her pension
A nobody takes hostages to draw some attention
Kids bring guns to school to settle scores
Now we have metal detectors at the doors
Is there really such a thing as a safe environment
Don't be fooled by the deafening silence
I remember when Bicycles, Hotwheels and for the girls Barbies were the
greatest thing
Now it is all about the latest cell and the bling bling
Rap Artists, Rock Stars and movie Moguls are what influence the youth of today
It seems there is always a dragon for mom or dad to slay
Kids go wild without our guidance
The answer is not the deafening silence
I spent half my life buzzed
pulling stings with my cuz
day dreamed of being kings but our status never budged
mainly because we was rarely sober
drinking E&J with soda
trying to sneak a toaster in the Ponderosa (local club)
I been in bar brawl where chairs are thrust and bottles busted
if cut with an adrenaline rush it makes the blood gush
it was all fun and games
till I lost my cousin Dwayne
clouds form over my life and under my eyes it rained
intoxicated for months, planning retaliation
listened to the Lord for once,searching for salvation
I quick drinking cold turkey, cant stomach the taste now
I trusted the Lord and its working, I cant believe my lifestyle
I went from stereotypical thug life risking my freedom
to client representation, suit and tie meetings
went from nightmarish hell to heavenly dreamer
stop straddling the fence and landed where the grass was really greener
I have been where you are now, I know how life gets
depressed by your situation empty pockets
and every thought you entertain contains illegal means to get green
for this American dream
I can relate to that stress I know that times get hard
I started out hustling and latter learned to rob
and my squad for the most part were misunderstood
young dudes confused looking for man hood
I found this in my old file cabinet I sure it has to be at least 10 years old
I'm from Norfolk Virginny
where every bodies stingy
even king pins cut nuts and pinch pennies
where stick up kids are found
patrolling their grounds
when the sun drops the pull out and start patting you down
like give me your money now
don't make a sound
when this barrel burst it's known to send souls to the cloud
and rule number one is to trust no one
cause here friendships dissolve like snow in the sun
and when the parties are done ain't nobody dipping
that's prime time for parking lot pimping
but the crowd will disperse once the pistols burst
even the girls keep a little fire works in their purse
Virginia Is For Lovers. Thats just for t-shirts here hate is heavy
they'll turn you to a plate of spaghetti
the flow is steady
what every you cop they got ready
until the drought comes then nuts get cut like machetes
its the grind in over kill
where hustlers sale soap for dope and customers cop with counterfeit bills
it's where the projects got renamed
but the crime didn't change
so they campaigned till down came the whole thing
Its where Sweet Pea learned his fight game
and the weak learned to flee before the night came
and we morn our lost loved ones like Dwayne
and that pain drives some insane damaging brain cells
in a nut shell we catching hell
we're living in an era of ignorance
we lost our innocense
at fourteen your too young to vote but old enough for death sentences
these politcians are hypocrits
for the atrocities that they commit we face imprisonment
durring this pro American sentiment
how could we forget the scores of poor ignored
while we finance a war
that bombs then rebuilds them
feed their children
while the ones back home
have to fend for their own
life is wonderul and miserable depends on the time frame
the birth of Almasi(my son) the death of Dwayne(my cousin)
I went bezerk it hurt clutching his blood soaked shirt
while he lay on the Earth leaking blood on the dirt
I cried to the sky please guide me father
at times this world is so dark I need night vision goggles
i lost friends to ignorance
bullets and jail stints
drug habbits and various patterns of bull ish
I've navigating through dangerous
streets trying to claim us
beast trying to tame us
friends turned to strangers
I have ducked heat from flammers
by mennacing strangers
thinking I will survive like gloria gaylor
its a small world but I got big plans
but it gets hard like trying to jog through quicksand
but I found GOD on both knees with cluthced hands
but kept getting invitations from the Devil to dance
so i went below the surface
became more observant
hand shakes are fake they dont mean a thing
a smile can be a predator preparing his fangs
I severed ties with friends who's minds were stagnated
had king pin dreams but never quite made it
friendships were torn
and habbits were formed
and the ones who escaped crack
heroin snatched
and I engaged in acts that were so unGodly
only he can judge me punish me or pardon me
watching this world makes me shed eye water
our sons get slaughtered and denegrated ours daughters
its the sign of the times cant you see that people
first it rained airplanes then the mail was lethal
ghetto youths indisputes they spray A.K s
suburban kids throw pipebombs in school hallways
after so many years of feeding violence to youths
I guess those chickens came home to roost
I strolled through my old stomping grounds
saw a childhood friend gave him a hug and a pound
over two beers we sat down
dam its been so long since we crossed paths
flashbacks they brought both tears and laughs
we poured beer on the grass
for our peers that passed
that's the way we show sorrow
teardrops from a bottle
it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday but ironically for some
its even worse to face tomorrow
when it's filled with hopelessness and dreams deferred
at times the line between good and bad became blurred
life moves in cycles I observe this truth
watching these young cats re-enact scenes from my youth
as the clash with the system
and dare the world to dis them
until they go to prison
or become homicide victims
i borrow some ears trying to insert something healthy
but I recognize that look.
its the same one I use to give the ones that tried to tell me
I just wouldn't listen
now he's given me that same resistance
its a shame that ignorance
makes us flee from knowledge
wont accept WhATS harmless
content when we're acting moronic
or spewing garbage
isn't it ironic we crave money to save us
in actuality its the very thing that enslaves us
its like the streets are the new plantation
a generation lost produces lost generations
with lack of love and over abundance of anger
causes agents of death to leap from barrels once released from chambers
has the worl gone crazy
mother in the church screaming thats my baby lord take me
makes we wanna holler,kick or yell or something
cause they don't understand I'm simply trying to tell them something
these young cats are sick
bullets zip then they dip
witnesses zip their lips
wont say sh1t
they just skate off
homicide scene taped of
no dental records the whole face shot straight off
no his squad plots revenge
the cycle don't end
there can be nothing further
than thou shalt not commit murder
on their minds
in these sinful times
the elders say the end is near just around the corner
it's even closer if they swarm you with the toaster to warm ya
don't want to be a goner you best to use your brain
this ain't a spectator sport bullets don't know name
and there's no rhyme or reason life ain't the fairest
I've seen the wicked prosper, the righteous perish
the fool made of wise men, the strong turn to weaklings
in the land of the blind a one eyed man is king
and we blaspheme
with all this songs of murder we sing
in a sea of sin we drown
with nothing holy around
were like sheep without a she shepherd
lost looking for direction
self hate got us pointing weapons
at our own reflection
my mind flexes
spending time trying to find the message
but every answer uncovered lead me to another question
to death we all are destined
but what really so perplexing
is no one knows the hour or the second
while powerful but reckless
idiots with weapons
maim with no discretion
like their brains were infected
He dares to be unique,
Standing out from the conventional crowd,
Breaking the fashioned pattern-
Of all typical rappers of today’s age;
He dares to reveal his beliefs
He taunts all that conform with his lyrics;
Knowing the imperfections of the world
But it is more that he-
Verbalizes them and the importance of improvement,
He preaches his words-
Through the wire.
No Love in childhood, it's understood why we love our hood,
Raised by the village so I feel it,
Afeni says a child needs knowledge in the realest,
Everyones a teacher, so I listen to hear it,
Keep my ears to da street, cuz it speaks as it rots,
wit drugs and cops, posin mixed wit rock,
On my Block, You either survive or get knocked.
This Man we call Tube Socks, Lives outside 711,
wit a sign that says waitin on heaven,
Cant give um cash, cuz hes on crack, wonder why he gotta be like that?
Sometimes I just stare, wonder why hes there and Im here.
It was tough growing up, I saw to much to soon,
Seven years old open the curtain in my room
see a gang out back, always said I'd never be like that.
But life changes like a river,
and I became a fiend for the liquor,
Get high and Prophesize while smokin da swisher.
Don't think I'm a saint, cuz I'm just a sinner,
I see da bigger picture, its all connected,
Im to young to understand it, but I try and respect it.
With a shot and to a swallow
To chilled from within
A pint with frigid golden jumps
To this a game begins
The orb, a cup shall swallow from
A coin crashed drown to win
A deck, a hand, a cup lift up
In more we drink again!
Hold up hold up
Rewind that
What she say?
“I’m fanatically, addicted see, the way that he be lovin’ me” ”It’s like a drug or
some bad habit since its mine, I got to have it. I just got to have it I’m a fanatic I
just gotta have it I’m a fanatic….”
I think what she’s trying to say is:
I’m rapt up in the conception of MY thoughts FOR you
My mind takes it’s sweet time to meditate on exactly how you infatuate my mental
processes to evaluate how eager I feel when I want to see you
It’s more than just the physical cause I’m gripped by your mental and caught up
in the rapture of love that Anita B. introduced me to
I’m passionately devoted to the cause of making your life immersed in the
ecstasy of cloud nine
When I met you I was on a journey in seventh heaven but once I saw you, I was
so absorbed by the beauty I was engrossed with
That I couldn’t come down off my zealous high
So I guess instead of love at first sight I was overwhelmed and fanatically
preoccupied
You keenly possessed my captivation by the way you WALK
I am overenthusiastic about your smile
My obsession with you is a preview of how I really feel
I haven’t found a word yet that can express how you make my heart skip pit pats
And it reforms to the rhythm of the beats that you speak
You’re like the best thing I’ll ever know.
Make me lose all my teeth cause you are so sweet
I’m spellbound by the way you beyond doubt leave me speechless
Your eyes enthrall me I’m unquestionably mesmerized awestruck when call me.
Needless to say I am Fanatically, ecstatically, and completely fixated.