"tec" poems
By: Cedric McClester
Any ***** can shoot a *****
What’s it take to pull a trigger
How much pressure do ya figure
Is required to dead a *****
Problem is you’re killin you
When you pull the trigger to
Shoot someone who looks like you
But ain’t that what you ****** do
A ***** lookin for respect
Could pull out a Nine or Tec
At a time you least expect
And you might have to hit the deck
Cuz when the bullets start to fly
Those who don’t just might die
And you don’t wanna go - okay
Like ****** do around the way – cuz
Any ***** can shoot a *****
What’s it take to pull a trigger
How much pressure do ya figure
Is required to dead a *****
Problem is you’re killin you
When you pull the trigger to
Shoot someone who looks like you
But ain’t that what you ****** do
Keep one eye open when you sleep
Cuz in the hood life is cheap
So watch the company you keep
Your main man might be a creep
Don’t let ‘em get the drop on you
The way some ****** like to do
They’ll roll up on you with a crew
And run a clip off into you
Any ***** can shoot a *****
What’s it take to pull a trigger
How much pressure do ya figure
Is required to dead a *****
Problem is you’re killin you
When you pull the trigger to
Shoot someone who looks like you
But ain’t that what you ****** do
****** don’t respect themselves
Never mind someone else
That’s why they keep their gats and shells
And you know what that often spells
Cuz ****** are up to no good
There’s gun smoke in the neighborhood
And it’s high time they realize
That it’s themselve who they despise – cuz
Any ***** can shoot a *****
What’s it take to pull a trigger
How much pressure do ya figure
Is required to dead a *****
Problem is you’re killin you
When you pull the trigger to
Shoot someone who looks like you
But ain’t that what you ****** do
Did you ever stop to think
****** could become extinct
In the time it takes to blink
Like some kind of missin link
Unless we suddenly stop killin
The prophesy will keep fulfillin
Even though the thought is chillin
Long as the blood just keep on spillin – cuz
Any ***** can shoot a *****
What’s it take to pull a trigger
How much pressure do ya figure
Is required to dead a *****
Problem is you’re killin you
When you pull the trigger to
Shoot someone who looks like you
But ain’t that what you ****** do
Although it’s often said in play
And despite what some folks say
The use of ***** ain’t okay
Though you might hear it everyday
My usage of it in this joint
Is for effect to prove a point
It’s not to glorify the term
But will you ****** ever learn – that
Any ***** can shoot a *****
What’s it take to pull a trigger
How much pressure do ya figure
Is required to dead a *****
Problem is you’re killin you
When you pull the trigger to
Shoot someone who looks like you
But ain’t that what you ****** do
Although it’s often said in play
And despite what some folks say
The use of ***** ain’t okay
Though you might hear it everyday
My usage of it in this joint
Is for effect to prove a point
It’s not to glorify the term
But will you ****** ever learn
(c) Copyright 2015. Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC
Sitting up at the break of dawn
Memoirs of the suicidal,
I geuss my father is by biggest idol
I wanna be like him -gone...
Call me strange
Like i walk around with a tec nine
Because i'm gonna take what's mine
And no i'm never going to change
So keep talking ****
See how that works out
I'll take you far away where they can't hear you shout,
And upside your head's where you're gonna get split
Still stompin'
Still taking ****
Still getting hit
Still not slippin'
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
walking thru the valley of words
speechless are our soldiers in war
times of creative breaks, shootings
the sounds of slugs overpower rivals
gangstapoets stand tall in gory hoods
we dunno what fear is, bloodhoundz
as we only need 8 minutes to gather 80
0 traitors, giving bread to hungry ones
one tower, one pit, one block, 1LOVE
feel me rushing over sparklin' glaciers
south florida, 64th floor, ocean fiends
snake charmer in crime, 20 to 55, flip
kobacobraface scammed one of us
unknown were the ties among tizz and gp
in the background, jeezy and assi-toni...
"still on it", "the realest", "kommenzi"
the beats merge in gangstapoet's minds
dominique northstar's silky skin on mine
tissop, the war zones, fallen gangsta poets
dead baby mommas, vamoosing bullets
stop! tizzop is yelling, falling on his knees
and branko, tizzop's red horse approaches
juicy our promises, as sweet as fulfillments
olives, red wine, m2 tec bluetooth babe
red light district, wondaland's lost avenue
in the corner of agony and mania, dey fail
gangstapoets gradually winning turf
to be continued...
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 2:14 AM UTC
one up man ship,
there is that in fair play, I don't know, I never ventured any
good might come from
pulling down
a stronghold, non confron totally nonconfron peeeaaace out
is it tec or did the sttererer get a ne w keyboard and the old is better
Okeh, april is earth month and we are into it,
lots of petroglyphic links to stupid
pothead oh yeah we did
imagine that one time, we no just me, we agreed at that moment
life had a point
and we made it
that was cool.
oh, the deals always tickle, this is disney whatifery I do believe,
this exact once
was there a sela ha aah all that Iroquois mohawk talk,
here is where we imitate socrates, know nada,
live in the world, or in the words that
all ways take my bread I cast upon still waters,
aiaiai we say we know why ai think you know
you know may and you know can
you know take, I know give
life is good I may say, so
may bread,
cast on all waters may be
yours, gnoshit. Y'gottssa eatit.
Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 10:58 PM UTC
I ve banned tec from our table
Tec is the terrorist in town
I ve banned tec from the bedroom
Tec is numbing us
Interacting is not cool
Interfacing is what's happening
I neck the new illness
Talking face to face
Is old school
Back in the day
When hanging out on walls
At the phone box
Now people go no where
Snap chatting what's it app app app
Instasham
Face ache
Phwww
It's all too much for me
Overloads pointless
tec is taking over
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
So many ~ words to choose from/
I throw away some crumbs/
'Cause I know the ~ birds can use some/
See - That's a superiority complex/
Think about the context/
Because the wordplay - is flyer than anything the birds say/
I'm shifting minds like earthquakes, shift earth plates/
Tec-tonic/
The Gin/Djinn made me sin/
Now I'm spraying shots chronically/
But I maintain ~ due to puffin that yellow green/
It helps me enter ~ into a mellow dream/
Where I can contact the Elohim/
Who give me signs of fellow beings/
That live far off in deep space/
They try to help me e-scape/
From this mean fate, of the weak race/
We call humans/
Consumers who love living the Truman Show/
But hate anything a true man shows/
And exposes/
Because they're caught in hypnosis.
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
When Boosie said
I gotta smile to keep from crying
I felt that
That pain of losing a loved one
I wish I never felt that
All these cards I was dealt
I dealt back
Smoking fire and brimstone
Do you smell that
It’s the essence of burning flesh
I’ve been depressed
Since the steps of Death
Crossed my path
I guess Hell’s back
It’s an impression of urns left
And nothing more
Nothing less
Peep said
Ash is our purest form
They say the good die young
Then why are the purest born
Sometimes feel like
We don’t deserve that
I’m still here
So it’s clear that everything
That comes back around
On me, I deserve that
I’m drunk right now
So I guess I got my nerve back
My lil homie died
I’ll never get that nerd back
I don’t mean disrespect
I miss the days of sipping Tec
Now he flies through time
Along with where the birds at
Fell asleep and hit a tree
I didn’t get the chance
To swerve back
All I ask when I pass
Is that you read my words back
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
https://kenpepiton.com/?p=1125
About a 30 minute read, with hyperlinks simple 2021 tec. text
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 12:35 AM UTC