To Sock a Cucumbers


Life is a scrimmage
Getting ready to pull
Out….

pop! pop! pop!
Tendencies!

Non stop!

How to shoot
Then lay low from!

Your brutality!

Like hiding a stain
On gradma couch…

You cant!

You know
She going to
Find it!

As you do!

The word already
Got out!

For the law to
Come get you!

You better hope
They find you…

Before the streets
Do!

Your shoes
In the dumpster…

What did your
feet do!

Your crew is
a qazine
Best served
With
Info…

Ya…

Your real
thorough…

So you stand on
Your ten
toes comfortable!

Remember
You will always
Reap!

The sewing
Machines of
Other Dumbfounders
Like you!

Found when!

Family can’t
Guide you
Or hide you!

You’ve
Broken the very
Definition of…

what
It means to
be a real gangster…

For one…

Family always
Comes first!

You run to help
Your community
To breath!

Those in need!

Don’t take from
Someone doing
Just as bad as
you!

If you going
To do it…

Steal from
The system’s
Branch corporate
theives!

Ain’t no honors
Amongst black
theives!

Any theives!

Come together like
Gum under your
shoes…

You broken the
Rules…

Roc a bye baby…

There was no soon
For you…

Baltimore City Homes

Guess where I’m from…

Cold like Goldie pimps and police… I morn over the men and women I grew up with… Even the paroles, please give me time to breathe, while I bleed… Out… On the street… Blood thickness glazed over where the children play over… It… Kick starts into Pre-kindergarten… In the picture was a deadly grim scene behind me… Like the president behind the podium… Corruption… Trying to get by under poverty so I… Robbed, stolen and sold like how the country was formed… What was mine today… Only time and God can say when it’s my time… So, while I live on… In this snow storm of fire… Im design for hellish climate… My life means nothing yet… I will surely stand up for progress… Nothing provided… Prisoners with in a project lab rat shit… Are in the city making noise like a helicopter crash, clash of insanity from my past… Creeping up on my future fuck it…. Lets go out and play in bullet rain… Aim, pull it, aim… Is the forecast for today… Showers propel back until a quiet silence… Till someone falls, no spring ups… Summer into winters dinner has none….

Okinawa Okinawa

Flash typhoon warning…

On this on going war report…

They asked us to cease fire…

“I ain’t dieing!”

 

We going to fight from up top to the floors.

Bottom…

If we go to prison or jail…

We going to fight even more…

Problems…

 

Odd ball like a Starlet Glanza car in the U.S…

Protesting sympathizers for us…

Off colors don’t even no what for…

I know crazy…

Can hit the door…

 

Situations can go bad…

Like a intricate Tec jammed…

Nine times in the first bracket…

You died to come back…

 

Well established bear cat tanks armored…

Riding through your front door…

Over the living room set…

Karma…

 

Those who they televise as neighborhood rebels…

Open fired back with higher caliber weapons…

The talent show began where it ended…

 

The biggest gang in the Un-united states are the…

Boys in blue…

An I ain’t talking about no Crips Cuz…

I’ll leave it for you…

Turning faces to dust…

 

This is mine…

That is yours…

There is power in numbers…

Stop the revenge on each other…

The man of color…

Isn’t yours…

Were made of rubber…

For hundreds of years…

We’ve endure…

Electric elected currents…

 

Your house guests are…

Friends…

Family…

My house guests are…

Original Gangstaz…

With 3 violent felonies…

Or more…

We are not our war…

the neighborhood is now indicted

Raining…

10 o clock

or

11 something

Shots at me

Broken sound burrier

Not one shot hit me

Two men

Black hoodie’s

Long fullys

Shot after shot

I was ready to

I was ready to

I was ready to

DIE!

 

 

 

 

Neighborhood

Shot back

For there

Brother

Rubber grips

Tapes round the butts

Of the toasters

Roasting dark marsh mellows

Caught by the fly traps

Voodoo family blood

New Orleans

Louisiana state

1923

Blood

Lost to much blood

Over 100 shots

Burning whisky

Through glass windows

Door panels

Apartment buildings

While I laughed

Toe tagged the rocks

Body bag the parking

lot

We ready for anything

Be ready for anything

On my block

Or

Your block

 

 

23 N 04………………