Life In the Streets

by Eddie   Nov 23, 2006


In this life you need respect.
Or you'll get killed when you
least expect.
Walk by the hood and get shot
in the neck.
Life is sick!
I got my lyrics in my folders
Most of my homies are dieing
cause there street soldiers.
You can get shot in the head
while your sleepin in bed your
rivals won't stop shootin until
they see some red.
Thats life in the streets it's full
of crazy freaks.
On my left you got vatos saying
you ain't true if you ain't down
for the blue, on my right you
got my homies saying you'll
get shot in the head if you ain't
down for the red.
We're separated by colas when
we know damn well we're all
brothas.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Hott Mama

    Nice poem! Its true life is hard on the streets when your down with the blue.
    You gotta be prepared with a 45 walking down the block. Anyways nice work! .:*.

  • 17 years ago

    by Tite

    Oh and by tha way are u mexicano. I am. I ask cuz you say "vato". Not very many hispanos say dat I only herd mexicanos say it.

  • 17 years ago

    by Tite

    Yo u definitly goin hard on deez lines. FCK da streetz I grew up beneth dat in tha gutta. Sh*t be crazy in da hood. It iz true doe dat niggaz be gettin killed ova some bullsh*t. I had 3 homies die and 1 kill himself b/c of it. I can relly relate to ya poems. Keep up da good work and God bless.

    Stay Playa,
    SC

  • 17 years ago

    by you come in this world alone in you leav alone

    Good poem i liked it alot u got sum talent i give u a 5/5 keep ya head up in stay strong
    ~kristina~

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