"scarface" poems
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J o h n
Dillinger
"P retty Boy"
F l oyd "Baby
Face" Nelson
Al "Scarface"
Capone "Ma
c h i ne Gun"
Kelly Charles
"Lucky" Lucia
no B u g s y
Siegel Carlo
Gambino Jack
Diamond Tom
Devaney Jame
s Coonan D a
wood Ibrahcan Kray Brothers
Demetrius Flenory Joaquin Guzman
James Burke Meyer Lansky
Bonnie Clyde
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
What was it like?
The fight?
Well I’d say it was like…
Eowyn valiantly facing off with the Witch King
It was like Obi Wan flinging droids around with the flick of his hand
It was like saying “Hi” to Scarface’s friends
It was like the feeling Shrek got when he saved Fiona
It was like the moment when we first realize Scar will betray Mufasa
It was like watching the Joker toy with Batman’s head
It was like watching King Leonidas **** Persians in slow motion
It was like John McClane actually dying
It was like the green burst of light from Voldemort’s wand
It was like…
It was like…
It was like ******* off the Don on the day of his daughter’s wedding subsequently forcing the Don to leave a horse head in your bed.
Woah dude, that’s too far. The fight between Timmy and Johnny at recess was not like that.
Oct 29, 2011
Oct 29, 2011 at 4:41 PM UTC
because when I'm with her I can do anything and when she's gone I'm pretty much useless.
She's like *******
because she's even better with a little ****
She's like *******
because well, she's white. (But that *** is pure Colombian)
She's like *******
because even her scent is enough to make me succeed at all business.
She's like *******
because I've only hit it a few times but play like I'm an expert on it.
She's like *******
because anyone with a Scarface poster in their bedroom has probably not actually had HER in it.
She's like *******
because her head game could make my nose bleed if I'm not careful.
She's like *******
because I haven't slept right since I've been without her.
She's like *******
because I'd give
every dollar I have
for another taste.
Dec 27, 2016
Dec 27, 2016 at 8:38 PM UTC
Anne crutched her way
from the large house
onto the lawn
where you sat with your sister
and a girl called Monica
recovering from burns
can anyone sit here
or only two legged freaks?
she asked
you don’t have to be rude?
said Monica
shut your mouth Scarface
and pull me up
a ******* chair
Anne said bluntly
you mustn’t swear
Monica said
I shall tell Matron you swore
go **** a lemon
between you legs
Anne replied standing
pulling a face
Monica and your sister
got up from the small white table
and ran off towards the swings
and left you gawking at Anne
and at her flowery dress
which came to her knees
revealing space
where a leg should have been
had your look?
Anne said looking at you
sitting in the chair
sorry
you replied
just realized
you’ve only got one leg
well stop gawking
and pull me up a chair
she said
you got up
and pulled out a chair
behind her
and she sat down with a sigh
and you sat down again
still ******* hurts
even though its not there
she said giving you a stare
what happened to your leg?
you asked
it went for a walk
and never came back
she replied
pour me a glass of juice
she ordered
and you poured her
some orange juice
into a tall glass
and gave it to her
thanks for being a saint
she said and drank a gulp
of juice then put
the glass down
on the table
and you still stared
at her missing leg
when she said
want to see the stump?
And with that
she pulled up her dress
and showed her stump
and the outline
of her white underwear
you looked at her face
and flushed a little
she pushed her right hand
through her black hair
and smiled
you should be honoured
it’s not everyone
I show my stump off to
or my ******* either
she said in a Mae West
imitational voice
thank you
you muttered softly
still carrying the image
of her leg stump
and white ******* with you
as you looked away
at the sun coming over
the tall trees and gulls
flying in the blue
morning sky
and apart from the sound
of the sea there was only
her deep painful sighs
and you (imagined)
her staring
deep blue eyes.
Mar 9, 2012
Mar 9, 2012 at 1:58 AM UTC
It was Friday evening
the time for being weighed
before bath in the nursing home
and Anne was standing
behind you in the queue of kids
leaning on her crutch
the stump of her leg
just visible beneath
her short red skirt
and she whispered to you
how much do you weigh Skinny Kid?
I don’t know
you replied
maybe 84lbs
she snorted 84lbs?
my ***** weighs more than that
she whispered
her warm breath
on your ear
the kids in front of you
moved up and Monica
the girl with burn scars
climbed off
the weighing scales
what do you weigh Scarface?
Anne called out
don’t be cruel Anne
the nurse near the scales said
oops sorry nurse
it just slipped out
Anne said
(so the bishop said
to the actress
Anne whispered
in your ear)
after a few more kids
got on and off
the scales after
being weighed
it was your turn
and you climbed on the scales
and the red line
showed 77lbs
and the nurse said
what it showed
and you got off
and Anne crutched herself
onto the scales
and you stood
and watched
as the red line showed 112lbs
now that
said Anne looking at you
is real poundage
and as she got off the scales
she ushered you outside
into the passageway
and said
here feel my thigh
go on
have a feel
and she grabbed
your hand
and made you
touch her thigh
it was smooth
and warm
you’re such a thin *******
Skinny Kid
you need to fatten yourself up
she released your hand
and you followed her
along to the lounge
where others waited
for bath time
she nibbled
your earlobe affectionately
and crutched herself
over to the armchair
in the corner
and pinched Monica
on her way
giving out
a snort of laughter
as Monica uttered
loud moans
and you sensed
the dampness
on your earlobe
like a loving memento
which you hoped
would last
but knew
it would
like passing time
soon go.
Jul 22, 2012
Jul 22, 2012 at 3:19 AM UTC
You see the catz??
They be wack
I spit like that chick Freda Gatz
I got Empire that start fire
Reachin' for theMessiah
Gett the blessin'
From Pac n Big
Even Scarface gave me a bid
Hardest in the pit
Noshit
My lyrics spit harder than a fat brick
Flip it
We livin good yall
And ya never see me talk to the laws
My fashion clean in a gangsta lean
N if you want drama ill call Mr Clean
Thats my gat fool
Soul food for ya body fool
Ya know rules
Dont step out of line
Unless u ready to fined uh
They see through
I feel my hood brothers
Saying they need you
Me im refering too
I keep it street yall
**** all these gay *** **** mayne
Fools wearin' skirts
Then claim they puttin' in work
Soft as **** followin' gimmicks
When i shed wisdom
Everybody gettin lit
Sunshine for yo mind
Still puttin a middle finger to one time
I stay in my grind
I got no time
For haters they only make me greater
How can ya play me they cant slay me
Im on top so cAN they stop me
They were bullet proof vest
I aim high for ya head notyo chest
Gotta alot bones roll with thugs
Jackin' rich ******* hit multiple swtiches
Swang i
On vogues sittin' on fours tippin'
With the wood grain drippin'
Hate them cuz they hate me
Got my whole clique
Backin' me
In the industry they need real emcee
Likeme ya see
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
***** nigguhs got me twisted
Listening to this new artist
Got nigguh goin' ballistic I'm sadistic
**** all these cats open fire with my gat
Open up there chest now ya see where there hearts at?
Apart from that got these fools lookin' Ashamed
Givin' past black leaders a bad name
I'm for the drama and **** every body and they mama
If they ain't ridin' to this **** Eminem and yea its a diss
Whites always get the start now they always wanna a part
Of the black community nigguhs was risin'
From pac to eazy to Marley now we dyin'
Last of the breed
Only real nigguh left is Scarface soon to be out of place
Too many ******* running **** america is a culprit
To there own murderin' the image
Rap used to be take a look a history
And tell me where we supposed to be?
They bringin' slavery back nigguhs not catchin' on
To busy dancin' like ***** to Tyler Perry church songs and the beat goes on
Just different lyrics for ya mind to pitch I ****
On my.enemies bomb first watch em bleed in vain
Pleasure through pain I got nothing gain
So I guessed I'll loose and choose to be a rebel.
They say **** life is evil and its the devil
They just scared of a revolt **** the occult
I talk loud and reckless put me in casket you cold ********
**** the innocent then honor the dead
like ya did to Kennedy King and Malcolm X its bloodshed
On the hands of the elite expose there plan you end up obsolete
I practice what I preach and preach what I practice
Dead aim with telekinesis I could shoot needles of a cactus
Touch free I'm.roaming alone in the danger zone
Blitz and tipsy off the Hennessey
Somebody pass the Mac to me so I can show em catastrophe
Got **** now I'm a grown man I see underdeveloped master plan
My ambitions is pluck the whole world leave em holy
Pay up Amerikkka ya owe me !!
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC
She will wear
Jeans with holes
She will swear
If one annoys
She will flaunt
Her blow dried hair
Which she took
An hour
To prepare
She will fight
You with fists
She will not
Be intimidated
When there is
A feast
Her favorite film
is Scarface
She will shed
A tear
When a hero
Falls from grace
She will drink
The bottle of wine
She will work out
To keep her line
She loves looking
Like a a doll
She will beat
You at football
Her cute quirks
Will amaze
And her underwear
Is always lace
A woman
With a girl
attitude
A woman
Whom guys
Can call dude
She is not
either/or
She is
The girl next door
And one
They at times
Abhor
You will
Try to fit her
In a box
But why
Would you ever
Want
To tame a fox
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
It's never quite right,
those early
rushed
hangover mornings
with cold water running,
a dull blade
and those ****** nicks
on my lips
& chin.
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
The way that you carry yourself
In that CATSA uniform
I see my scarfaced love
Checking passengers for weapons
Oh how I await his touch
Oh how I await is kisses
Then he takes me aside
My dreams come true
I get to feel his touch
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC
My tongue is a sword and my heart is a shield,
My hands are here but the government has cut my fingers so my freedom is being chopped off.
It's deep I'm still bleeding from I'm a black man ...but to be honest I don't think no one is safe cause.
El Chapo in prison, Martin Luther is dead
Scarface I still watch him and my presidents black.
Do the math before I say it do the math I think you get it.
Marshal law is on the Game Tekken,
But somehow you never see him in the new games they don't present him.
It's getting deeper are they trying to dig up hell?
I'm losing sleepers I'm glad your awake if not in other News ..hi I'm zeal
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 2:24 AM UTC
How can I come up
Abrupt society
But it's too corrupt
Greed feeds a ***** seed indeed
I'm.the last of a dying breed
****** need to wake up
Shake up before we end up
Bitin the dust trust
Its by design asinine media topics
And bias *** politics
Quick to lock a brother up
For pen profits
Its the new slavery took the chains out the field
And put into a corporate never forget
Where I come from
Deep in slums I was made from.cum
Mother and father but why bother?
Tryna make something for my self
When I'm destined to fail
In this west European society
And they ask me why I react violently
Too hearts gone silently
In reality I'm battling the sable
Tryna take off the cables
That's wearing me down frown
Upon the lost masses
They mentality shattered like broken glasses
Hard yo put the pieces together
But if we work as one we can maneuver
The stormy weather
But when the darkness is gone
Shaft of light replenishes the blight
I smoke top flight I never go without a fight
**** the gov yea you know them
The same people that say they love
To alleviate the problems
Make more problems I ain't dumb
I peeps this **** an early age streets are raged
I felt like a caged animals
Cops always in the hood for no good
Drugs ain't flown in by us
Brother put down the guns and bust
Knowledge
Reading books from legal crooks
Like Scarface Elliot Ness and Dutch man
Understand
We can take over if we pull our heads
Our *****
But ya rather remain stuck
Gangsta mentality
Tryna come up
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 10:19 PM UTC
they used to ask me?
yo yosef do you feel pain?
I said he'll yeah all across my membrane
use the hair strains
off my ***** mary jane
can't **** with that *******
it's the only way to keep my mind sane
gotta dame yeah she's far from tamed
but I gotta dig deeper
cuz if not she'll leave ya
I told her I'm on some revolutionist ****
she look at me confused *** ****
I told her ya know we kings and queens
but it seems
they always discredit us in a magazine
stereotypes and ******** movie hype
thinkin every ***** is out to snipe
I gotta cope nope I don't sell dope
but my rhyme is dope
to this beat y'all elope
married to tune sounds of doom uh
ya better know the game G
cuz I ain't down with buck dancing G
**** this new slavery and this new waverly
of fashion form **** the uniform I don't conform
to no ********
I'd rather be a dude that a lunatic
I gotta stay true to my barrio
ever since K-rino bumped in my stereo and now I know
why they hate me
it's cuz of my masculinity
wishin they could be us notorious
and dangerous
in lies we trust
government gonna get a gun bust
from every last on of us
my ancestors are my protectors
mama didn't wanna hear me or steer me
so I turned to the universe
and they cleared me
guilty from the system
ghostly farms coming for the lynching
don't be alarm black folks
it's just us returning the yoke
forty acres and a mule
check the clips from the sound of my tool
my Drago leggo my eggo
we beat any scenario
puff another blunt of indo
see me through ya Window
I'm in the thoughts of ya temple
chambers deep creep like TLC
we cool strong and crazy
fools don't phase me cuz lately
I been seein thangs
that the average
eye can't see
so sit back as I wreck the place
holding the world hostage no ransom
prepare for the coming of Scarface
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 3:42 AM UTC
They say that money is the root of all evil,
Its whats constantly controlling people.
Money is what runs the world,
What is most sought by every man, child, woman and girl.
All these young kids with ******** schemes...
Internet celebrities, half *** rappers, and scarface dreams.
People want it overnight but its not what it seems.
What happened to this world and wanting a career?
Now twerking and drug activity is all you see and hear
Wanting to contribute to society is just a thing of the past
It seems now all that matters is money, getting high, and *** *** ***
Not everything that glitters is gold, and what looks good may not be good for you.
Yet the message today is if you have money people will adore you
What happened to helping others and trying to better the world, respecting your elders and being faithful, loving your girl
We need to get back to loving and having standards as people...
It wouldn't be hard if people remembered money is the root of all evil
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 3:57 AM UTC
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It will end, just not when you want it to/
We are not gods, we’re bugs/
Smashing our faces on the window pane/
Stubborn disposition/
One of us will break, and it ain’t me/
Bull with bloodshot eyes/
Seeing red; show me some action now/
Sick and tired of idle threats/
Just stab the front/
No space on my hunched back/
Look me straight in the blindfold/
So I know who to return the knife to/
Calm down, ******
Napoleon Dynamite sigh/
Most people are pigs/
I’m a person of disinterest/
Mind running wildfire; burnt out as Hell/
Life is a wife that just won’t shut up/
I’d **** for a breather, die from pollution/
Catch 22; unstuck in time/
Loops within loops... déjà vu everything/
Given another chance, I’d fail yet again/
Ad nauseam; subtract annoyances/
I’m sick of your voice, stop talking/
There is no peace.../
In this skull; people in my grill/
And my sense of self keeps on mutating/
Boss level stress/
It will end, just not when you want it to./
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 12:57 AM UTC