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« on: November 08, 2003, 02:10:29 PM »

Life of a Thug

I'm crazy, misguided
And Don't Give a f***
My Ways, My Walk, MY Talk
Are Examples of My Don't Care Attitude

That's Right I don't Care about Nothin
Cause I'm Tough, Rough
And the Weak on My Street Fear Me

Yeah Man When I walk Down the Street
Niggas Move
But it ain't cause ah dah lastest groove
But they Move Cause I am Nigga to Fear

You see I ain't got no respect for nothin,
Not Even Self
Or Either the people Around Me

Man I wear some grimy ass shit
Cause I'm a grimy ass nigga
And So Called Normal People Don't Understand Me

But They'll Start to Understand
When I pull the nine from my waist band
and start to fire non-stop

Pop, Pop, Pop
A Brother Falls, A Sista Falls
Then I run into the alley
Thinkin Yeah Nigga Yah Did it

But then the Sound of the Sirens Close End
I'm alone with no friends
And I start to feel afraid

Now I'm Scared
Oh Yes I'm Scared
Cause I thought thug life was glamorous
And then My Conscious Starts to Trap Me

Oh Shit Oh Shit
What Have I Done
Thinking Before I did this Thug Life was fun
Then I continue to run and I run

Years later I finally awaken
In A Jail Cell
No Different From Hell
And Ask What Could I have Done

By Ras Joe




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Poetic_Princess
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« Reply #1 on: November 16, 2003, 11:46:15 AM »

Nice poem Ras, showing through your words that being a thug aint it all it is depicted to be and the consequences and hardships and punishment u face for takin on a role as a thug, Bless up Ras and keep em coming Two Thumbs
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I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become reality.
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