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Date / Time: 2/27/2008 5:00 PM UTC
Category: Poetry
This show is dedicated to Lanita Petty R.I.P.
Original Air Date: 4/9/2008 5:00 PM UTC
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Date / Time: 2/16/2008 6:11 PM UTC
PAIN IS INEVITABLE
I've been spit on, knocked down, battered, and bruised
But still I keep the urge to get what I pursue
No clue on what to choose, just a little confused
Setting goals I never reached because I didn't see things through
For my crew I threw those hands but never took a stand
Lives flashing like a camera changing hearts of man
My plan to be successful kind of went down the drain
The pain from stress and strain made me embrace the dope game
A name should be sufficient my game ties is my religion
The re invention of a gangster pimping needs some tucking and lifting
Still the gift just got ignored doors started closing around me
A missed opportunity man the hood would ground
Then crown me the king of mean
What I seen is C.R.E.A.M being the American dream
I SCREAM!
But no ones around to here my humble call
Real talk my knees be bending praying for all of yawl
I only feel the slightest pressure I'm immune to pain
Want to try me I'm betting you'll feel my reign
What’s strange I'm at the age where the foolishness should stop
To much sorrow around my heart got it ready to pop
The only time this will stop
Is when the casket drops...Copyright ©2007 The Poet One Saturday, February 16, 2008 1:11:19 PM
Original Air Date: 2/13/2008 5:00 PM UTC
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