People say I'm different
cos I speak the fucking truth
the man I have become
leaves me questioning ones youth
at 18 years old
I was a crazy cunt so willing
the hustler talking straight
I was in to make a killing
I had me just one aim
that was money to be made
the streets was fucking cold
but shit I was getting paid
while the streets was fucking talking
saying englands fucking knout
I write to tell this world
I will stand beyond all doubt
while people write me off
my lines are different class
I don't give a fuck
you all can kiss my ass
before I ever write some shit
about how this life is sweet
you can write that shit
while I write about my street
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400 points, ended June 21, 221 entries
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Way to go Paul......this is screaming to be read aloud to gain the full benefit of the beat. You know how i feel and still think you are one brilliant street poet with a real message to say ..... just wish people would bloody well listen.
a pleasure to see that attitude once more.
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