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a couple more (Lyric) by poetchrisk
here we go.....© ask yourself a few questions why you stripping for dough?/ how does it really make you feel when all them dudes be lining up for "favors" row by row?/ does money mean that much that you can't say no?/ it sure adds up doesn't it? 50 for a f***....20 for a blow/ you can't be that poor stooping that low/ i mean no disrespect in anyway/ hopefully you see there are other avenues of pay/ you are only 17 and already trickin for cash/ mysterious vixen with that sexy a**/ men hear about you and wonder how easy is it to get in that a**?/ stop tying to grow up too quick try and let them offers pass/ baby girl you need to conduct yourself in a higher class/ please don't allow your innocense and your inner sense to pass/ you need to slow down a bit little girl/ quit trying to capture the balls of the world/ knowing you the s***/ you realize..... i can charge motherf***** to hit/ please take sometime to gather your wit because i'ma tell you something that's gonna make you say ain't that some s***/ the concept of sex has changed since the days of adam & eve/ only now we have to worry about a thing called an STD/ look back on the other night please/ you really think those men respect you as they yell at you "LET EM BREATH" (her boobs)/ beautiful young thing do you protect yourself?/ i surely would hope so if you respect yourself/ your future it still looks bright/ and try not to let the words in my poem upset you tonight/ but i hope you look at my words and you know that i mean em/ she got a man and i'm not trying to get in between em/ i'm talking about that girl named GINA/ "oldschool song" so tell me have you seen her?/ UNTITLED(sorta)© I don't attend classes at Harvard still my words contain a lot of might/ this is my opinion so therefore expressing it is my 1st amendment right/ hopefully my thoughts turn on a few bulbs of light perhaps in your mind/ please remind yourselves to take the time to rewind/ and look back on the last terror attack/ it's obvious they haven't gone anywhere and soon they'll be back/ people say chris your poems are not very clear/ but listen up anyway cause i got a story you need to hear/ the other day i spoke to this lady whose son just returned from tikrit/ took a moment out of my busy life with her i had to speak/ it's a shame her son wasn't there/ the truth from him on how it is over there i'd like to seek/ he's back but not for good/ and believe him and her he wouldn't return if he could/ being home is a tease/ cause for leave he only got a fortnight/ she says since he left and came back that "he's not quite right"/ made her son his favorite food when he got back that 1st night/ he said "ma, it'd be nice to eat what's on my plate.../ what's in from of me sure looks great.../ but there's no way i could stomach this for the past year MRE'S is all that i've ate."/ later on when he is lying in bed/ what exactly do you believe is going through his head?/ i believe he is not use to seeing this love at home/ just the bodies of his fellow soldiers that are dead/ he can't relax soon he'll back in tikrit where he runs a chance of becoming a red stain on the ground/ perhaps a hostage that is bound/ look at it over there it's happening all around/ take a look at the justification for the war / the "WMD"/ it's funny how it will never be found/ now bush is calling for a "realignment of troops"/ where again exactly are those "sleeper Al Qaida groups?"/ kids are dying mothers are crying but bush thinks it's ok we got more shoes to fill those boots/ over fighting for freedom that is part of america's roots/ you don't start a war for starbucks, mcdonalds or oil space/ ask yourself do they really like us in that place?/ draggin our soldiers dead bodies through the streets and they spit in our face/ it's pretty evident to me that they don't like the USA race/ and our leaders don't get me started what a f****** disgrace/ the last 4 years of this nation's life has been a shameful waste/ i wish i could back and erase the look on g.h.'s face/ when his son became the new president/ l ooking back like damn that was some worthwhile money i spent/ now we got 2 bush's who have been a resident of the white house/ the election has come and gone and we were all quiet as a mouse/ however it's not too late to raise your voice and make a choice/ can't y'all see? bush is f****** america like a p**** that's moist/

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xxx67.172.190.2530January 15, 2007 8:38 PM PST
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