Tight poem/rap...all real artist write ur poems or writings here

[mexicanpmp696]

here i wrote this bad poem/rap when i was in school. Here check it out its called

A THUGS LIFE IS A FAIRY TALE

If life aint haded to ya its cut short,
cause there aint one n**ga out there that will give u some support,
so we do stupid shit thinkin lifes a sport,
till u get shot and realize u on life support,
u hurtin so bad till u dont wanna live no more,
as ur life passes thru ur eyes in a feelin of despise,
noticin death has arrived as u waive life good-bye,
ur time has come ta die tryin hard as hell not to cry,
God knew u were a G shootin bullets from ur drive by,
u still dont kno if god will decide,
if ur movin on ta heaven or hell tonight,
killin every n**ga that was in ur muthafu**kin sight,
knockin off kids wit a single shotgun shell,
this tha life of a thug it aint hard ta tell,
neva goin ta school neva learnin ta spell,
gettin kicked out tha crib cause u yearned ta sell,
livin on that streets wit no one but ur self,
looking only after u and no one else,
life movin slower than a snail like u caught on a small broken nail,
waitin for ur homie ta come and help u prevail,
sleepin out in that cold thru rain. snow. and hail,
this sounds f**ked up like I wrote a fairy tale.

r ight thanks for readin it. LET ME KNO WAT U THINK BOUT IT

 

[KandyFlippa']

thats tite playa.
i dont write poetry but i freestyle

 

[thejohnnygrr]

impressive...i like how you captured all that into a good rhyme scheme...keep up the heartfelt words and write it up, then go and light it up...

 

[yeefoo]

impressive...i like how you captured all that into a good rhyme scheme...keep up the heartfelt words and write it up, then go and light it up...

that shits tight, i especially like the last 4 or so lines

 

[yeefoo]

thats mad straight keep writtin..always stay writtin...this is a verse i wrote to track i mad called "Who The Fuck are You"...dont know why but this track blew up at my school....Here goes my alias is Street Genius aka Streets or the Street G..

(hook)
My Block is My Block
Who the FUCK are you
My Glocks a real Glock
and its aimed at you
x2

2:34

(Streets)
S.T....R.EE.T
Tha Genius-sicker-than-a-patient-wit H.I.V
Im a recognized player i dont need no I.D
if you wanna autograph youll have to pay me
ill be spittin, been tispy and im still sippin
Im representin 8.6.0 S.DUB.. C.T.. D.T.P
many emcess wanna be me
burnin trees earnin cheese words and frees im servin these..
Representin the 860 keepin it fresh from face to toe..
I been known to take ya hoe and stay making doe
original franchise player yall couldnt let me go
im the lakers number eight but i aint rape that hoe
im baggin bitches, went from rags to righes,
got the mag for snitches and im leavin fags in stitches
ill be sippin on corona while u slip into a coma
im tha only rapper in dis shit wit a high school diploma...
<Fade to Silence then to Hook..then Allejid's verse>

that shits tight, especially the last 4 lines or so

 

[yeefoo]

haha im so high i duno what i did