freestyle

freestyle

A Poem by kayamon215

My future ain't looking good so I think imma bring that rock back
go back to when I really popped gats
on the block just blowing on that loud pack
and I ain't gonna stop until I got 5 racks
don't mistake me for the bullshit and the lies
that y'all keep hearing from these other guys
you must be advised might come as a surprise
but they hammas don't really fly like out in PHI
but i'd rather use my fist to just trash you
I try to only resort to violence if I have to
ask the streets I go nuts like a cashew
I spit them rounds that turn you to a statue
it's natural people telling me to be humble
but ain't nobody say that when my stomach use to rumble
I use to be that nervous little boy that always mumbled
but n****s dropped the ball and i'm here to pick up the fumble

© 2013 kayamon215


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Mir
I think you could be a rapper! :) lol

Posted 12 Years Ago


kayamon215

12 Years Ago

hahahh thank you :)
nice they are songs now ....good very good

Posted 12 Years Ago


kayamon215

12 Years Ago

yeah just trying to switch it up a bit
your poem is coming from a teenager's heart i feel. i liked the last paragraph alot

Posted 12 Years Ago


kayamon215

12 Years Ago

ahah yes im 18 :) and thank you for the review i appreciate it

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Added on June 22, 2013
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kayamon215
kayamon215

philadelphia, PA



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im from philly i just recently started writing and want to connect with more writers to improve my work more..