POETRY 30/30 - IN DA STREETS!!!!!!!

IN DA STREETS!!!!!!!

Guns, weed, knives, crack, cocaine, we find them in the streets everyday

Young, old, rich, poor, even police; they never discriminate on who to get slay

I'm tired of watching the news because all I see is killings

I need to change my career to a grave yard owner, consider all the diggings

Too many gangs in the streets and nowadays everybody got a lion heart

But hearts get stopped too, doesn’t matter if it’s a bullet or if it’s just a poison dart

The streets that we live in is filled with anger, unrest and a whole lot of fear

And these kids don’t care; they brag and boast everyday about this ghetto warfare

Not only do the slums fight a lot, you have rich boys uptown trying to be down

They will kill for trophies, is this some joke, these people smile when we frown

I always thought that poverty and garrisons was the main reason for a lot of murders

But these days, you can tie in laziness, instant gratification, nobody believes in work, they only believe in burners

Everybody wants the street life because it’s believed to be the fastest way to success

I can never condone killing your own kind just so you can pawn his or her platinum necklace

I’ve seen friends killed right in front of me while they eat their food over drug money

And just because it happened in the streets, a lot of people laugh at a loss life like it was something funny

I’ve seen the innocence of a child, and life taken away from the elderly

All because of stray gun battles: are you telling me that this was their destiny

In the streets is too hot, it’s too rough, I'm telling you, it’s too wicked

I keep wondering how people kill sometimes, but these murders prove that their hearts are frigid

I’ve lost too many friends, a lot of enemies and innocent family in the streets

There is no justification for a 12 year old to be robbing a grown ass man, just for his BEATS

When I was a juvenile at that age, I was playing video games and just being cool

But these young people in 2012, half of them don't even wanna go to school

The streets say they’re real but it’s so ironic that they rob and kill just to be like others

Fake wannabees, fake thugs, you hate to see your mom cry but you kill anyway and leave the world with sad mothers

I’m glad to say I’ve been in the streets, but I knew it wasn’t for me, even got caught in the system

Being in the streets, won’t help you, you’ll just become another statistic, just another victim

LET'S HELP STOP THE VIOLENCE!!!!