'A Gangsters Tears' Poem by MuRdA RhEE

Gatherings of ni**as grasping at life, thats part of Gods plan,

Arrangements of a fatality thats unjustified,

Nourishment of the mind, consist of steadly burning blunts an liquor

Guns placed tightly against the pelvic bone awaiting the words of the streets

Stained faces with dried tears hit the hoods, with T's that read
'Rest In Peace'

The streets claimed another life because of territorial beefs

Allegedly it was because he was in to deep, now he's housed 6 feet deep, forever he will sleep

Gangster release tears of undying love,
But cant bring back what he was...

Emotional Thugs pour out liquor for they ni**az up above

Reapers appear in Black hoodies and timberlands delivering shots of undying love

Significant shots on the block, faces the thugz who wont stop.......


He walks off.... after the body dropp

An outrageous plot, point blank shot, that decapitated his locks

Without blinking, in rememberance of his dead pops! ! !



-This poem is a description of what the hood is like and what is the most unfortunated outcome that happens. The poem Itz true in part because, a boy father that was from ma hood was murdered.
& the boy took it upon himself to find and get revenge on the ni**az that killed his father..... in turnz... he got his revenge and his rememberance.
It just another day in the hood.... the cycle always finds a way to continue onward. Its a sad lyfe, but that the way of the block-