Crips Poems - Poems about Crips

...They worked at the same place, A place of no space, Always running into each other they did, Bottled crushes, with a tight lid, Asked out, Joy shout, Lovely first date, Neither were late, 10......Read the rest...

...THE FALLEN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN Once there was an explicit country, Full of world's complimentary So called "INDIA" Soon came a gloom, Bloomy was rule of britishers, Theonomous world of c......Read the rest...

...THE BANDANA AND THE HAT R.I.P Big Poppa, Biggie Smallz Junior mafia, One & only shot-stopper. R.I.P Pac the Makavelli, Amaru Shakur the legendary. The two were a force, others secondary. Not......Read the rest...

...Chanting for the jewel in the heart of the heart of the lotus Ohm mani padme hum I bite the invisible neon green cast off which protects my broken wrist flushing bits down the mirror or chro......Read the rest...

...I used to study faces now I gaze at masks and bandanas can't tell if they're beautiful or plain sane or madmen... Since this new age plague began... gaits seem to have a bit more verve perhaps ......Read the rest...

...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 to the lions, as Lu......Read the rest...

...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 need to be fired. Roses are red......Read the rest...

...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 cul de sac. It was under siege by Gangs ......Read the rest...

...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 my path on the streets.in this life filled with up's and downs t......Read the rest...

...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 little boy I prayed my dad would finally start to inspire me But I knew......Read the rest...

...Prite Woetry In Her Reflection He looked into her face of dear trops a trance stare full of wife lanes. She put her gold crips in his touch touching absence of harm waven. She knew they're c......Read the rest...

...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 believe in me. Why should I be rapping for ......Read the rest...

...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 game in the fallen streets wa......Read the rest...

...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 free in my ow......Read the rest...

...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 ignorance and scrutiny Difference in col......Read the rest...