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So u Think ur a G?

Because this and this have inspired me to spit once again but I’m pretty sure I suck now. So here’s a throwback from my sophomore year of college, with a few added lines at the end. P.S. I rhyme way too much lol.

So u think ur a G? A gangster, a wangster. Point a gun to another n*ggas head and make him call u master? Steal and deal, lick, and seal, only excuse is ‘cuz it pays for all ur meals? And now u think ur Frank White, ‘cuz Frank White just might up ur street cred to “untouchable” from just plain Frank … riiight?

OK thug life.

So u think u a pimp? Mackin and stackin. Make a trick pay for ur shit, then afterwards let u hit it? Play with hearts using darts, aim smart and forget the part about love, and integrity, compassion, and fidelity. Instead they suck for a buck, then buck when u fuck, but what happens at the end when ur all outta luck … and stuck … With Tina and Tonya, and Sonya, and Dee but don’t give 2 shits about them ‘cuz u think u got that HIV

Whatever pimpin.

So u think ur a revolutionary? Wave ur fist in the air like u just don’t care. Earth tones, brown rice, head wraps, open mics. Salute to the motherland but u ain’t never been there? I swear u be killin me. Petitions and picketing. Down for the cause, but only be-cause it’s the thing to be.

Get the fuck outta here.

And so now u think ur a father? Because he has ur eyes and same curly hair but blank stares and solemn smiles let him know u don’t care Never there, for birthdays, and baseball games, pta meetings, and such Mommy and daddy didn’t work out, so it entitled u to not give a fuck? Say. fucking. what?


‘Cuz u see, my heroes speak silently, and never ask for rewards Boys make babies and torn families, but real men heal the scars, FATHERS I LOVE U WHEREVER U ARE. U tie ur baby-girls hair when u don’t even know how, so know now that. the revolution starts now. and u don’t need to wrap a flag around ur head to prove that ur down. ‘cuz u see, my warriors spear roots with their native tongue, always moving forward, never forgetting where they came from standing NEXT to their women, and never front or back ‘cuz the pimps in my book know where the fuck to stand at Forget the back hand Real macks speak the truth and don’t hide behind lies, or behind their excuses or faulty alibis and the bitches STILL stay. And ride or die for their gangstar of love, ‘cuz my gangstars are doctors and teachers, lawyers and souljahs and all of the above Steal knowledge , beat wisdom, smuggle hope Understand. Fuck “the man” and just be a man ‘Cuz the biggest gangster of them all says YES. WE. CAN.

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