Go Get 'Em

I been here about 16 years. 

Lived the struggled, talking about Ritz and smear  

Taking bits and shared 

Praying that I never have to shake it bare 

And the way the outside is set up, I must be weird  

When they see you, the only seem to care. 

But that's only because behind you they are only full of fear 

Hoping that you will fall and break your rear 

So you won't never ever have a career 

When you get stabbed in the back, they crying with you full of tears 

But little do you know that they are the ones with the spear 

It’s a whole cycle, straight 360, like a sphere 

So much envy out here, that is contagious, man I swear. 

But when I make it out there, they're going to be asking for what's mine, so they can claim it theirs 

I tend to get caught in the crosshairs 

My momma always never throw em in a pit, cause you might need them in a bit 

Man when she told me that, it always stuck on my wit 

But at the end of the day fufu isn't something I mess with 

Always worried about shit that don't concern you, we ain't with it nah bitch 

Telling all the business, just another irrelevant snitch 

If you holding the note, then stay on pitch 

Out here buggin, making the hood look bad, you a whole glitch 

Can't be getting up and switching up, you should know that hood rat, that likes to rat 

And nah I trying to rap, but I'm letting you know, cccccc ya done, it’s a wrap 

I will never be out here giving dap to a nigga that I bashed behind their back. 

That's cornball behavior, it's whack. 

And then another thing, stopped worrying about who looks like a snack or a cigarette pack. 

Or who's pregnant, who got exposed, and who got the clap? 

Instead Get them grades up, let me see them scholarships. I looks on principal's list. Where ya name at? 

But it must be me, spitting facts on the daily, but you would never know that until you hail me. 

I stay icy, yes I'm very haily 

You might want to hold on to the rail please 

Cause the next time you see me it will be spring. 

And guess what I will be doing? 

That’s right making green. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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