Hip Hop Forum

Searchin through bins
the pass of people blew wind
i could smell they cologne the rich and famous see
my life in ruins even the murder and rapist live better then me
rummage through donations pair of old jeans plus a sweater and tee
Run wild through the streets they cant contain us attempt to tame us
stay wild terrorise its a shame but
i roam the streets of rome now called new york
which the moguls and bigs call home
i reminisce watchin the socialites as they blew corks
they fat and bloated while im nothin but skin and bones
wanna contact family, no quarters for the public phone
i envy the others as i hear their cell phone ring tones
bling and corn rows, a sexy girl winks, man gets blown
i was once taught "to each his own" i give up, ive seen what the world has shown
wish i stayed fly like jim jones, instead im on the down low ground all alone
newspapers keepin me warm, old towel i lie on
the soup kitchen aint enough to get by on
everyone keeps silent aint no bygons
gotta be strong gotta be strong
everything comes to an end so i gotta fight on....

i've been reading your shit man and i see its gettin better each time...

they fat and bloated while im nothin but skin and bones
wanna contact family, no quarters for the public phone
i envy the others as i hear their cell phone ring tones
bling and corn rows, a sexy girl winks, man gets blown

^^ Wus Strait

this piece was aight, the message was kool, but seein how your online right now, you cant be down on your luck that much, cuz either you can afford internet service and a computer, which also means you have electricity and a house phone (most likely)... or you still live at home wit your parents.

Word. I aint sayin im unfortunate or poor or some shit like that. I;m just taking on the perspective of someone like that. Dont worry i aint sayin im something that im not lol.
Thanks for the feed guys. uppin.