"jammin" poems - Hello Poetry

For real, keep it on loop I dig it a lot, like mama’s corn soup You feelin’ me, hearing that tune Or maybe I’m in the wrong room Get up on it, know what I mean Jammin’ on hot scones with cream This song needs to tell our life stories We all have battles forever in our lives When you hear the sound of pop pop, oh no Kids gettin’ shot for a pair of shoes in Chicago Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys They aren’t speakin’ our language Let’s get the hell outta there, somewhere tranquil Day by day, lets see if we can crack the code Try placing ones thoughts in a brand new abode For better or worse, it’s up to you, not your corner crew We grew up thinking we had to listen, who knew Step outside the hood, look around, don’t be shy Then buy a one-way Greyhound ticket, say bye bye At the start it might feel hard, but give it a chance You’ll be surprised what you find, just take that first glance Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys

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Nov 22, 2020

Nov 22, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC

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Crack The Code

For real, keep it on loop I dig it a lot, like mama’s corn soup You feelin’ me, hearing that tune Or maybe I’m in the wrong room Get up on it, know what I mean Jammin’ on hot scones with cream This song needs to tell our life stories We all have battles forever in our lives When you hear the sound of pop pop, oh no Kids gettin’ shot for a pair of shoes in Chicago Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys They aren’t speakin’ our language Let’s get the hell outta there, somewhere tranquil Day by day, lets see if we can crack the code Try placing ones thoughts in a brand new abode For better or worse, it’s up to you, not your corner crew We grew up thinking we had to listen, who knew Step outside the hood, look around, don’t be shy Then buy a one-way Greyhound ticket, say bye bye At the start it might feel hard, but give it a chance You’ll be surprised what you find, just take that first glance Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys