Poems from jasper morrow
Dear sonny Liston
You betta be prepared to pay that hospital bill
Cause ima kill yah
You ain’t no challenge to me
you gon be...
Part I
It comes to you
The faces crowding out your view
The sweat starting to make your vision blurry
Mean nothing when it creeps up...
Im yo daddy
Im yo mammy
Im yo granny
On these streets
Im that doctor
Im that leader
On that fighter
On these streets
Im that nigga
Im...
Pouting ah smoking up freen herbs
My friend I’m dancing on them stars
Slowly and smooooth
Like Curtis and Gaye
lyrics like kwelis but...