GangCulture :/ ---- Wrote this poem myself, R.I.P all those who have suffered!!
FOR ALL THOSE YOUTHS - brothers, sons and friends
you will always be remebered!!!
You won’t tell me how its been
How you’ve lived, what you’ve seen
But the walls speak of the pain
The street shows me your gain
Your “boys†don’t give a toss
Your cell number shows me your loss …..
But your eyes tell me your story
Your gang warfare and so called glory
A stab wound, a slash, right on his chest
Ya boys are buzzin
What will it be next ….
Your pockets getting heavy
Your egos getting bigger
You thinking your solid
Then somebody call you n****r
Your anger and pain get blown out of proportion
Plus your all high
Buying crack for extortion
You wanna kill him
Cuz you think you’re all fly
Shoot him to the ground






