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Treva Johnson Poem
Push man push sell dat dope for me
Push man push and I might promise to set your soul free
Be the best you can be #1 salesman in the streets
Man you so cold you know you cant be beat
I'll give you cars, hoes and money you'll be the brother on top
You'll have workers and runners then we'll never stop
A-1 Yoda that hard that soft where supply meets demand
You just be ready at the drop of a hat to follow my every command
H-N-I-C head nigga in charge thats what you be
So what, you like long white lines you still my nigga G
Oh them other dudes well hell yeah I gave it to them too
But remember my dear friend they get their product from you
So just relax baby put a couple of rocks in a couple of sweets
Man just lay yo self down rest for a few days sleep good between
them sheets
Aw man dont worry bout other niggas they doin a little somethin,
Don't forget from where you came
Besides who was the one who put you on top #1 nigga
You better recognize i gave you your name
Chill nigga chill them lil' niggas just tryin to steak their claim to fame
You just keep on tootin and rockin and don't ever forget who made
them know your name.
On second thought my friend just take all the time you need
Sit back, lay back or whateva and smoke on this good ass
weed.
Cuz I don't need you out here in the hood gettin in the way of
this here dope tussle.
Cuz what you don't see my friend is that because of me you
have become a Victim of Yo Own Hustle
Copyright © Treva Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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Treva Johnson Poem
Its different here and i am very brand new
The faces, the lights and the air is it too good to be true
Everybodies happy and excited to see me now
All the smiles and adoration I wonder if I should take a bow
I'm two and life is good
I ride a tricycle all over my neighborhood
I'm five and somethings not quite right
I think there is a terrible creature that comes into my
bedroom at night
I'm ten and I'm trapped in a body that does not match my mind
Now I know there is a monster and he wasn't too hard to find
A foe in blood relation took my threats of unveiling to heed
I was a lifeless eleven year old when he stopped the terrible deed
Such a pretty smile yet she hides fire in her eyes
If you look deeper you will see a Sad, Sad, Tale there lies
Copyright © Treva Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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