Poet- My buddy Part I

by Abdullahi   Nov 17, 2009


Me and Friends were chillin in our endz,
we see a nigger... i mean a couple of guys,
he pulls out a thing, next moment i see a smile,
i notice a thick object and now im wild,
tryna tell da guys we must leave here,
they tell me, ''stop acting like a quire'',
i tell them we're gonna be literally cleared,
not mentally, but rite here physically,
hes says'' What you mean?, hes just another lil mijit b,
hes pulls out a gun and pops my buddy,
next thing i see my self taking a runny,
i stop, drop and den laugh and giggle,
i think to my self wtf so funny,
my buddy dead and now ima bunny,
Mijit tryna look for me, but im in da bushs,
another comes from behind and starts wid da pushs,
hes pulls out da gat on my head,
i think to my self now im dead...........

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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