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    URBAN P***SY

    Dammit, I scan it,

    ain't gettin' what I put in,

    the Griot feelin' like an A.T.M, that needs servicin'

    I'm gettin nervous, when,

    my pad and pen, can't help me escape the shyt that I'm livin in,

    knee deep in an urban landscape colored shades of gray,

    gotta pay to pray, the tunnell about to envelop my express subway,

    the funnell, got my body fluids draining away,

    ain't got nuthin' I can say that's truly mine,

    except the blood in these lines, and a rabid mind,

    but sometimes the lack of credit on my brain card gets declined,

    and I feel resigned, livin ahead of my illusions, but behind the times,

    feel the city grit and grime,

    under my finganails, can't even hail,

    a cab, so I gotta walk 20 blocks to find a space,

    that I can sip on a Henny and cogitate,

    Oh shyt! Here comes that crackhead muthafukka Nate,

    I grew up with your brotha, but I swear befo' God, I will bust yo' ass,

    keep the leather bag, but give me back my books,

    b'cuz I've got a  poetry class, man, I ain't no different from you,

    I'm just tryin' to outlast

    The smell of an Urban P***SY, tryin to fuck me, like it fucked you,

    call out from my dead end, hey boss I've got the flu,

    man says nah D'ee that won't do, due to vacations, I'm down one crew,

    I knew you had 2 strikes when I hired you,

    where you gonna find a job doing that poetry shyt you do,

    you've got one hour to get here, I don't give a damn that the buses ain't runnin'

    let me tell you sumthin, it seems to me, a nigga always be what a nigga was,

    doped out, hoped out, cracked out, wiped out on drugs,

    when you was a wanna be thug, yo' trick azz momma should'a gave you a hug,

    and don't you bang in here tryin' to settle some bullshyt 400 year score,

    scowlin and howlin about how you and your people deserve a little bit more,

    you should'a kept walkin'

    when you smelled that Urban P***SY, the fact that it fucked you,

    don't mean shyt to me

    Baby Momma complaining about back due child support,

    damn, I gotta go tomorrow to Family Court, walk all the way downtown,

    my money is comin' up short,

    upstairs they got a bench warrant waitin' for my black behind,

    maybe I can hide my face when they scan me in line,

    oblivious to my surroundings, dropped a line wrench on my big toe,

    white lady joggin by got offended when I called the wrench a ho,

    tryin to go with the flow, damn, I can't win, see, here you go,

    she's comin back this way with some beefy Kieth Urban look-alike,

    before I can get out, my bad, I wasn't tryin' to be rude,

    white boy says I'm tired of you Niggaz with attitudes,

    or did he say NIGGER, shyt it figures,

    I throw a punch, I feel his nose go crunch,

    right in front of a suburban cop eating his luch,

    head bashed on the sidewalk, blood fillin' my mouth,

    shyt, is this New York city or the 1950's South,

    tie wraps binding my wrists, ain't this some shyt,

    that pork roll the cop ate I can smell when he rips,

    tryin' to control my nerves but I can't get a grip,

    my life goin by like a Sportscenter 30 second highlight reel,

    knowin' in my heart the Court Appointed gonna take a deal,

    with no appeal, damn, am I cryin? are these tears for real,

    yo, I know I was born with very little class,

    but I swear on my life I was just tryin' to outlast,

    the smell of the Urban P***SY, not tryin' to let it fuck me,

    like it did

    • 8 September 2011
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