is 1 of my poems hope ya like it
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Im straight poetic, prophetic when I rip through a foe/In all black masked out through shadows I tippy-toe/Its the plans that never fails we just carry out orders/hired security for rich Niggas who move tons across borders/Only aiming at the enemy and thats whoever´s NOT paying SA/Cant hesitate to shoot-em, cuz they sure not slaying us/Its the hood I represent, and its block over ballin/Cause I can always go back there, if my stock is fallin/its apallin, Whack MC´s wanna test-us with just a pistol/but we been workin hard this year, and made end meet this fiscal/So now we stocking up on better Shit, better grips, and longer clips/Got a payroll of Badged a**a**ins, and our reputations is no myth/But I had to give it up to focus my eyes on my eventual goal/plus on my girl and my son the street life had took the toll/They was waiting by the phone every night waiting for that call to unfold/To come Identify my body in a tarp that un-rolled/But I said to myself, that will never happen/I told myself I would get out and thats how I started rappen/This game´s gotta lot reasons to stay in it/But you just can´t play in it, to stay you gotta slay in it/I spent many a day in it, but my new game was more appealing/Niggas didn´t like this, so to the badges they was revealing/But I did my time now I´m all about the mics I hold/My book of rhymes is the only a**ault weapon I hold/I got dreams on taking my son to paris, so he can see the eiffel-man/So I snipe my way to the top-the poetic-rifleman
