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Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
Every minute I am hoping
For the next,trying to be the
Best to outshine the rest,
I am fed with too much
Lies,I can't digest.
They say i jest because i
Aim at the crest.
Remember we came as
A guest.
A Poem From My ChapBook Mama's boy
Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
Every minute I am hoping
For the next,trying to be the
Best to outshine the rest,
I am fed with too much
Lies,I can't digest.
They say i jest because i
Aim at the crest.
Remember we came as
A guest.
A Poem From My ChapBook Mama's boy
Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
I was hugging my
Pillow tight till I
Saw the light.
I am happy I made
It through the night
Without a fight for
My life.
A Short poem from my chapbook Mama's boy
Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
Everything new surely gets old,
Only few people get hold of their
Life and threshold.
Some sell their soul to get gold.
I went broke,I got bold then i sold death notes.
You won't find the path
If you're looking for a clear road.
A poem from my chapbook Mama's boy.
Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
These reality shows is far
From what reality shows.
It's funny how foes care more
About your woes than your folks.
I do good at all time because
I don't know how life goes.
I don't want a taste of my own
Medicine,i want an overdose.


Too many bosses
With empty purses.

I got a lot of friends in high places,
Most of them died of drug cases.

I am truly brave,
I do things for pleasure.
They think am digging my grave,
They don't know I am digging for Treasure.
A poem from my chapbook Mama's boy
Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
Time is not on my side
I got it on my wrist
This story of my life
The tales of a beast

I am the best scientist Alive
I discovered the element of Surprise


I competed for the bread,
I became the bread winner
I paid for my sins,
Bribe from a sinner


Those who hold on to
Grudges are Lame
They better hold on to
Crotches or get a brain
A poem from my chapbook Mama's boy
Gidi Quotes Oct 2015
I'm holding a sword
I'm standing *****
I'm on top of the world
Yet I am down to earth

It's my own cup of tea
Haters want to sip.
I asked them for beef
So they could eat with me.

I don't cry over spilt milk,
I check the remaining and
Drink it.


I love the black market,
Don't call me a racist.

I got the eagle eyes
And a cat's life.
If you want to **** me,
be sure its nine times.
A poem from my chapbook Mama's boy
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