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I've been the youngest of 3 kids to my mother and father/
With two older sister getting attention was no bother//
We had our fights and had our dealts/
But when we were seperated that's when our heart melts//
Both my sisters moved on out the house/
Parnets seperated and both sisters have a spouse//
Both have kids that have grown on to me/
Not seeing them is what hurts when it comes to be//
I've been living with my pops for the past 6 years/
An being torn apart from mother and father brought up some tears//
But we've seen each other from time to time/
With this poetry heart, keeps me to rhyme//
But let's get off that and on to my life/
Walking my neighborhood while others carry knifes//
We got bitch *****z, who think they hard as hell/
But they stay getting beat and ring they bell//
Let me tell ya, I live in this neighborhood called "Bannister"/
An we got a bitch name Jeffrey who was tossed in a cannister//
He walks around day and night, running his lip/
An constantly get beat from being told off a tip//
I for one don't like this bitch/
In school he was considered a snitch//
I live in Waldorf, MD and go to La Plata High/
When I try to fight Jeff all he does is cry//
My boy last week fought that dead beat/
So he went and got some white boys, while we had our heat//
His white boys had pocket knifes/
An we had our straps with the clips' jus right/
So they pulled out they're steel, while we pulled out our metal/
An to this day our beef still hasn't settled//
So my boy Nekko, jabbed Jeff in his mouth/
None other than standing he was knocked the fuck out//
Then Jeff went to grab for his knife/
An Nekko grabbed his arms and gave him a right//
Then Jeff yelled. "I don't wanna fight no more"/
Then Nekko smacked dat ***** straight like a whore//
One of the white boys walked up on Nek/
An quick to say me and my crew pulled out heat//
All the white boy did was say. "Why u got guns"/
Then my boy James said. "***** jus for funs".//
Then James walked up on the boy/
An hard to believe he said. "Talk 2 my toy"//
So the white boys backed up and started to run/
An accidently left Jeff for us to have fun//
So we took Jeff into the woods/
An stomped the shit out of his goods//
An ever since then Jeff's been in his home/
An probably still got rubbing alcohol upon his dome//
Now Jeff tryna take us all to court/
But the white boys haven't shown up to give support//
Now Jeff is at his house, chilling with his brother/
An when school starts back up, his beatdown will come another//
He scared to come out, scared of stepping/
He now walks Bannister with a wooden weapon//
How dumb he looks carrying a stick/
We walked up on him and he started swinging the bitch//
So we circled around him, getting ready to clap/
Then my boy James took his heat and pistol whipped his back//
He dropped to the ground and started screaming/
Then we stomped him and left him dreaming//
So if I was Jeff and I was reading this/
I'd stay in my house and stay being a bitch//
Yeah, my resources told me Jeff be coming to this site. It's just I don't know what name he is under. So Jeff how bout you come and see who knows what website your on. The name Bishops should tell you who I am, ya bitch.
With two older sister getting attention was no bother//
We had our fights and had our dealts/
But when we were seperated that's when our heart melts//
Both my sisters moved on out the house/
Parnets seperated and both sisters have a spouse//
Both have kids that have grown on to me/
Not seeing them is what hurts when it comes to be//
I've been living with my pops for the past 6 years/
An being torn apart from mother and father brought up some tears//
But we've seen each other from time to time/
With this poetry heart, keeps me to rhyme//
But let's get off that and on to my life/
Walking my neighborhood while others carry knifes//
We got bitch *****z, who think they hard as hell/
But they stay getting beat and ring they bell//
Let me tell ya, I live in this neighborhood called "Bannister"/
An we got a bitch name Jeffrey who was tossed in a cannister//
He walks around day and night, running his lip/
An constantly get beat from being told off a tip//
I for one don't like this bitch/
In school he was considered a snitch//
I live in Waldorf, MD and go to La Plata High/
When I try to fight Jeff all he does is cry//
My boy last week fought that dead beat/
So he went and got some white boys, while we had our heat//
His white boys had pocket knifes/
An we had our straps with the clips' jus right/
So they pulled out they're steel, while we pulled out our metal/
An to this day our beef still hasn't settled//
So my boy Nekko, jabbed Jeff in his mouth/
None other than standing he was knocked the fuck out//
Then Jeff went to grab for his knife/
An Nekko grabbed his arms and gave him a right//
Then Jeff yelled. "I don't wanna fight no more"/
Then Nekko smacked dat ***** straight like a whore//
One of the white boys walked up on Nek/
An quick to say me and my crew pulled out heat//
All the white boy did was say. "Why u got guns"/
Then my boy James said. "***** jus for funs".//
Then James walked up on the boy/
An hard to believe he said. "Talk 2 my toy"//
So the white boys backed up and started to run/
An accidently left Jeff for us to have fun//
So we took Jeff into the woods/
An stomped the shit out of his goods//
An ever since then Jeff's been in his home/
An probably still got rubbing alcohol upon his dome//
Now Jeff tryna take us all to court/
But the white boys haven't shown up to give support//
Now Jeff is at his house, chilling with his brother/
An when school starts back up, his beatdown will come another//
He scared to come out, scared of stepping/
He now walks Bannister with a wooden weapon//
How dumb he looks carrying a stick/
We walked up on him and he started swinging the bitch//
So we circled around him, getting ready to clap/
Then my boy James took his heat and pistol whipped his back//
He dropped to the ground and started screaming/
Then we stomped him and left him dreaming//
So if I was Jeff and I was reading this/
I'd stay in my house and stay being a bitch//
Yeah, my resources told me Jeff be coming to this site. It's just I don't know what name he is under. So Jeff how bout you come and see who knows what website your on. The name Bishops should tell you who I am, ya bitch.
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