Daveanand BLiss

Rookie (sept 4 1980 / Calgary)

Thinking Back - Poem by Daveanand BLiss

Lets take it back to the days we was riders
pointing gatz at faces never to the law abiders
Always for sale placing bids on the fly gurls
So hot DAMN I don't gotta try for reals
They approach me smooth intelectual G
No lie they just go crazy over me
I guess I just BE all they couldnt be
So young so fresh Gettin higher on the scene
Serving competition with smiles effervescently
They wanna be me but they scared they can't see me
I told em one day take a walk in my shoes
You be leanin they be screaming POWER try not to abuse
Swager like jesus I spread so much love GOD
Im like DANG - thats why they all fear me dawg
this is how we swing hitting the ball out the park
Mad RBI record holder I show teeth like a shark
just so you know im bolder dont ever throw rocks
Now that im older growing greys wisdoms great
sling that backpack on your shoulder get another corner
for I am a mids night mourner you jus a avenue stroller
So call the corener to check out some bodies left for ID
yall niggas gonna see im infinite like the GODs be! !
SMELL ME? ? ? lool

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 27, 2011


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