Life Of A Gangsta (C) 2-12-09 Poem by Zahir Kijani

A story in the life of a gangsta from the hood
This lifestyle had to stop and his mama really wished he would
Sometimes the boy would sit back and think knowing he really should
But he was sworn in so there’s no way that the boy really could
Born on the floor he know as his mommy told
A little oreo white mom black dad as the story go
Raised in the hood founded by people he thought as brethren
He stuck to the streets despite the trouble he was gettin in
He had beef with the niggaz that stayed around the corner
Him and his boys that were surely tighter bros. than Warner
One day his man got shot right in the back of the head
In the alley way at night was where they left him dead
The boy took the news hard and the matter in his own hands
He knew who did it, it was the cousin of a nigga he had called “his mans”
There was a party at this girl house so he met up with all his friends
Wore his scarf and skinny jeans as it’s part of the lastest trends
He said I carry two nines on my back more than Warren Sapp do
And I’ll leave you in the trap dude then you gotta scrap too
And honestly I really hope you make it back alive fool
He decided to put an end to his nefarious plans with the ratchet
Clank clank the gun was empty now he standin useless with his gadget
The other team pulled out and he knew runnin was his interests best
Escaped out the front door but with a barrel in his chest
He was alive but for his crime someone had already confessed
Citizens on patrol pulled up now he’s under arrest
First they sent him to the hospital the bullets was hot enough to vaporize a popsicle
His breathin was heavy and he knew stayin alive to get revenge was his greatest obstacle
He was released on bail and his trial came in six weeks
But vengeance was there and for his game he knew he needed quick tweaks
He kept his ears to the streets
A rally of his niggaz gathered and they thought they had been facin deceipt
Cause somebody snitched on the leader of his clan like the Jovi of his band
And without him they had known they just would be in quick and stovey sand
He was the only one in the allotted time that had been connected to the police
It’s sad cause the next day the news showed his face as another deceased

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