I Am L.N.G! Part 1Million! The Mausoleum Flow…….

I was…

Never like this…

One child…

Being beaten…

In front of the others…

Can only take enough shit…

 

Crazy…

How men…

Forced my hands…

To shoot quick…

 

Babylon, blood suckers…

Blue tip ticks…

 

Tricks of my…

Hand to hand…

Trades…

Ended by loose lips…

 

Tinted glass windows…

Down one ways…

“Pay attention!”

Or lose it…

 

You couldn’t get…

To the stash…

Quick enough…

 

So the remains…

Of you…

On the pavement…

Remains with your…

Stained try…

 

Not stingy…

So I…

Shared shells…

With the other side…

 

A lot of mothers, sister and etc…

Cried…

So I’ll always remember…

Those years…

 

Drugs didn’t do…

Them selves…

Like it was  fashionable…

 

The nervous system…

Steaming from…

The abuse of…

Street life…

I WILL BE HEARD! Part one

Understand… I can only speak for the USA…… I don’t no if this is anywhere else.

 

 

Fuck the FEDS!

Fuck THE MISUNDERSTOOD police officers !

Fuck people who fuck up THE TRUE HERITAGE OF REAL GANG CULTURE AND LITERATURE!

THE GOD HONEST TRUTH OF HOW I FEEL!

 

 

OK now…

What you see on TV… Is what the TV tells you to see. If you see something enough you start to believe it. The music, the TV, news, etc..  They brain wash you into a false truth.

There are three sides to every story. Your side… There side… And the truth that the almighty sees… Let me speak…

There are youth and even older gentle men going around perpetrators and passing down more fuckery and lies to the youth.

If you ask these mother fuckers anything about “Rosa Parks or even Fredric Douglas”…. These 30 something and down don’t even no that of who they are!

HOW DO YOU CALL YOURSELF A EDUCATOR OR LEADER!………….

 

 

 

You see on TVs and YouTube videos of these kids jumping around with a chip on there shoulder yelling out GANG GANG GANG!

THEY DONT EVEN NO WHAT THE FUCK THERE TALKING ABOUT. STARTING A TREND THAT BREED MORE DUMMIES.

Fine… I understand you are pissed about your living conditions and etc etc! But I take it to heart when you all show off with guns in y’all hands and dumb shit giving the public a misconception of you all

I’ll break this all down in the next part

 

 

 

 

Smile For Me

Someone today
asked me…
Asked me a
question that…
I’ve been hearing
my whole life…
Why don’t I ever
smile…?
This person
was sitting
in a chair on there
porch…
with there
company…
I looked up at
that person…
There company…
With my face
Already Spoken…
For its self…
I just kept
walking…
How rude is that…?

Why don’t I smile…?
I’ve been like this
since I was child…
I grew
up in a family that
was very wild….
Verry… wild…
I never had a chance…
Walking around
with my fists balled
up…
The person that
was supposed to
Be my protector…
A Rejector…
Always
beat me…
With a
thick black
belt…
He gave it a
Name…
I think it was
Mr bass…?
Sometimes he used his bare hands…
So ask me…
Tell me how could
Or why I should trust
another woman
or man…
Hopelessly scared…

No doubt, I’ve had
Many challenges my
whole life…
Moving
from apartment to
apartment…
House to house…
Even in the middle of the night…
I couldn’t
make friends…
manifesting my anger…
Within…

Golden rules in…
Different schools…
Into different
streets…
I dealt with heat…
Some shady folk that
wanted to beef…
A Fist fights delight…
Shoot outs…
In…
My youthfulness…
Daysss…
My life could
have been lost
in a blaze….

No matter how much
I hurted, ached…
I never received
hospital service…
Flash backs
from shell rocks
boulevards…
Blood stained candles
Lit…
Candle light visuals
left on the corners…

Some
times…
It mentally…
Physically…
Hurts to
walk past some
spots…
Thoughts of old
friends…
There lives
tragically stolen…
came to a closing…
Days
and months…
In and
out…
I’ve witnessed
The many deaths…
Had many tests…
Overtime
my…
Experiences
became my
facial expressions…

From
jail to jail…
Causing
my lifestyle
to derail….
Somedays…
Bad…
Horrible…
Worst-cases…
Don’t get me blue…
There were some
good days…
Just
more bad than
good…
The hood……
Magnified my
Expressions…
For good…