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THIS IS THE CITY

Contributed by compton-tre-block on Thursday, 17th March 2005 @ 11:24:09 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



In the city where life is animated with colors
Contaminated with aggravated brothers
who knows where the love is???
Growing up swinging, through my upbringing
My limits is the sky from the all eye seeing
Of so-called realities filled with technicalities
I watch my steps, stay on my p's and check my casualties
Not to get played, equipped with all the tricks of the trade
I even learned from the mistakes that the next man made
I know to choose and pick the people i grow up around
I know to grow and get to know the town up and down
But there's no instructions, so many directions
A lot of crooks look to get hooked with connections
Some thought they knew all adolescence could teach
They graduated from school but fail life in the streets..
Your pops taught you to strive and stay a live, no ditty..
It's easy to die when you're living for the city
I grow according to my environmental habitat
I hang where everything seem to happen at
I seen it all, and i've been doing that since i was small
Catch a flashback if i can recall
Them days on the corner.. we watched the world go by
Or nights that wasn't right like when a good friend dies
I quest for the best and prepare for the worst
Never scared, but i cared if i'm blessed or i'm cursed
Yes i fear no man but allah
Which is holy so it's hard to see God
I do what i gotta do, with or without a clue
Run through any obstacle including you!
Cause i ain't got to bust you, cause i got the muscle
I'll push any clown that tries to slow down my hustle
I gotta get by, but there's no time for pity
It's easy to die when you're living for the city!
I'm in a zone everywhere i seem to roam is home
A rolling stone, i hold my own just like a microphone
I stay in tune, travel in harmony and set the tone
Being young but i'm grown and well-known
Try to take me out compton but you can't take compton out of me
Cause that's the only way that i know how to be
My neighbors is jealous they label us as drug sellers
We may be hood dwellers, we're just a bunch of goodfellas
Cause we run wild with a passion, my style and my fashion..
i'm making cash and crashing
Parties that everybody's talking about, we turn it out
I'm just a native californian with clout
I know my way around any city and any town
I make a lot of ground and i'm hard to be found
I get down to the nitty gritty, wake up with something pretty
It gets me through another day living for the city....




Copyright © compton-tre-block ... [ 2005-03-17 23:24:09]
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Re: THIS IS THE CITY (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 17th March 2005 @ 11:33:22 PM AEST
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A bit sad but great writing.
I've lived in City's before but I'm a country gal.
I can imagene that it's very hard on a person.
My neice was once married to a guy from California and he's told me some stories.
Hang in there.
huggs,
emy


Re: THIS IS THE CITY (User Rating: 1 )
by bigtig6269 on Friday, 18th March 2005 @ 12:51:41 AM AEST
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Great write man. Sounds like you could make a killing in the rap game. Good detail and overall a great post. Keep up the good work


Re: THIS IS THE CITY (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 18th March 2005 @ 11:53:20 AM AEST
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So, what you're saying is . . . that you're a drug dealer?

Pft!


Re: THIS IS THE CITY (User Rating: 1 )
by Red_October on Monday, 21st March 2005 @ 03:16:53 PM AEST
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Everytime I read something on your page, I am blown away. I would love to hear you free-style...Tiffany J.




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