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neighborhood pusher
Creative poem by
Anonymous
created on
Nov 25, 08
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i hate to be the bearer of bad new,
but ill inflict wounds that will leave u scars like tattoo,
homie that just warning sings ,
i have a cold soul,
plus a dvs mind,
in des my street is where i grind and get my habit at ,
ne thing a weapon, knife , guns , and bats,
so u can say im a product of my habitat,
so dont fall victim to my habitat,
where i reside is where them killa,and , gorilla at,
plus i live my life like no tomorrow,
so dont get chosen like the lotto,
you will get displayed like a model,
abandon on the pavement like a coke bottle,
im a hungry beast your get sallowed ,
devour your in side until you r hollow,
you follow ,
im the leader , fuck with me your catch a bleeder ,leave u so stun you might have amnesia,
i am tha block feeder ,
stay pushin dat wt graduated from grams to an eight,
im not your maker but your catch your faith,
im a fucking ape ,
my life is fuckin great blow that bomb that rap up in that grape ,swisher
fuck with your boy im the neighborhood pusher.
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