Poem -

Freestyle #2

I yawn at these politiciansĀ 
Stop and listen to yourself
I got my ear to these streets
You steal from these streets
for wealth
How about some help
How about you take our route
give us your clout
and you fight your way out
Ha Ha , didn't think so
gotta learn how to keep low
in the ghetto
creep slow
and tote that heavy metal in the ghetto
"MY FELLOW AMERICANS"Ā 
Oh we goin there again?
Every speech spoken with such eloquence and perfection
Just more lie's , political jargon , broken promises and deceptionĀ 
United HOODS of America we need to take heed of these lessons.
Dont complain if you don't step up for change your mind is your best weapon.

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