@ talk2ahmed

Say poppa put that hammer down
He aint nothing but a brotha
Cuz if you cant see a brotha in a next nucca
Who u bout to depend on?

They say home is where ur heart is
If it is, then hes here for a reason
The ones who never made it
Need to be mourned because they are lost

So poppa put ur knife down
This is us, not a stranger
How we gon end the war
If we cant even stop the fight

Freedom aint free, But we aint got to keep payin
Learn from the white man; never war in ur own home


Pls poppa put ur gundown
Did someone not thank God for him?
On his birthday; was he not a clean slate?
But life made him this way

Never a burglar without a life to learn him it
You shoot, then we end up with yet, anotha dead brotha
God knows we don’t need no more. We already got cemetaries full’a these


dont worry mista- i'll write u one better when i get ma thoughts collected. in the mean time, feed off of that lolz

I particularly lovvve poems as long as they arent cheesy- some ppl should never write cuz they just suk,  any man on here that can write sensible poems can PM meeven better; anyone on here that does spoken wordz poetry can DEFINITELY PM me


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