hi$TORY

[Nu'Rudeen]

he raise his hands in the air as the crowd scream for an encore

his mind flash back to the days of 1994

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a young cat influenced by his older brah

didnt want to roll wiff his mates~didnt listen to his ma

wnted to move wiff them older dudes

move like a gangster move~wont even go to school

got a beretta at age twelve

determined to make his enemies life a living hell

became a drug dealer at age fourteen

now he's getting this green

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he's best friend was the exact opposite

level-headed~cleanliness was a prerequisite

for anything he gets his hand on

had a dream of getting an education in princeton

when times got hard for his old folks

he tried to get a job to assist gramps since he had that stroke

he was too young to get anything for long

so he decides to use his talent to write songs

lyrics tight~flows dope~when he on the mike

wanted to get signed by interscope~rapping for money was his only hope

again his age played on him and he didnt get far because he was taken advantage of

when he tell peeps he good they ask for a manger he dont have then they scoff

say he wont get no where wiff out one~but all they do is rip him off

he keeps his head high like ma said "the tough keep going when the going get tough"

a couple years and no show no profit

he gives up and joins the drug trade~few months he become a convict

he gets out hooks up wiff his old buddy toghether they hold the block down

bad ass guys~like they rule the town

get a break in the rap game wiff his boys influence

makes heads turn just wiff his presence

in a room~his shit had radios jumping

single sold about 10million~he went diamond

***back to the present he look to the side see his mainest man on stage wiff him

the chances that he'd go broke are so slim

life goes on~he begins to get mixed up in the wrongest shit

so much coke in his system make him sick

regret sets in he realises he made his dream but followed the wrong path

but he gone too far now theres no going back

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yawl! peeps you can add to hi$TORY change some shit if you like

but contribute to this iight?

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[markedos]

...sometimes we find ourselves @ life's criss-crosses

forced to make decisions actually determined by unseen forces

his dawg rolled up some [email protected]#d while he puffs his

they been rolling together since pops rode their mum's seas

Now they plant seeds and grow weeds for brain feeds

To do deeds that make their fellow brovaz bleed

Will dis ever seize in their quest to beat bids

never dreamt of while sufferin from need

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I asked 'em 'why do this'? tried to make 'em see

but they won't heed told me 'Mark, dis is society's creed'

We was born in sin and what we see on screens

ain't far from the life we live in the street scenes'

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So I moved on with a sigh~not failing to see the truth in their words

Hope overshadowed by gloom in d streets~I hurt like gettin pierced by swords

Next day I woke wit a curse~damn d vendor! now where's ma purse

Now am out da door but da frontpage put me on pause

da face starin outta da page waz one o' dem gees wit whom I shared my tots~headline read "street gang gunned down by cops"

Damn! I looked up to God askin "Lord, when will you break the black man's curse"?

...jus a lil' contribution. Nice storyline Sid. Keep up n don't ever stop.

One.

[trusoul]

[quote name="Sid Green"]he raise his hands in the air as the crowd scream for an encore

his mind flash back to the days of 1994

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

a young cat influenced by his older brah

didnt want to roll wiff his mates~didnt listen to his ma

wnted to move wiff them older dudes

move like a gangster move~wont even go to school

got a beretta at age twelve

determined to make his enemies life a living hell

became a drug dealer at age fourteen

now he's getting this green

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

he's best friend was the exact opposite

level-headed~cleanliness was a prerequisite

for anything he gets his hand on

had a dream of getting an education in princeton

when times got hard for his old folks

he tried to get a job to assist gramps since he had that stroke

he was too young to get anything for long

so he decides to use his talent to write songs

lyrics tight~flows dope~when he on the mike

wanted to get signed by interscope~rapping for money was his only hope

again his age played on him and he didnt get far because he was taken advantage of

when he tell peeps he good they ask for a manger he dont have then they scoff

say he wont get no where wiff out one~but all they do is rip him off

he keeps his head high like ma said "the tough keep going when the going get tough"

a couple years and no show no profit

he gives up and joins the drug trade~few months he become a convict

he gets out hooks up wiff his old buddy toghether they hold the block down

bad ass guys~like they rule the town

get a break in the rap game wiff his boys influence

makes heads turn just wiff his presence

in a room~his shit had radios jumping

single sold about 10million~he went diamond

***back to the present he look to the side see his mainest man on stage wiff him

the chances that he'd go broke are so slim

life goes on~he begins to get mixed up in the wrongest shit

so much coke in his system make him sick

regret sets in he realises he made his dream but followed the wrong path

but he gone too far now theres no going back

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

yawl! peeps you can add to hi$TORY change some shit if you like

but contribute to this iight?

FEEDBACKs please[/quote]

great story-

but there is but

the structure was not doing it justice

this is a poem right?

play around

be more descriptive- you leave us behind without the imagery!

i would to see more from you

much love

true bless

trusoul

[Nu'Rudeen]

thanks y'all i'm just begining to get the hang of poetry never written a poem in my life befoe this site inspired me

so thanks for the thoughts