"throughy" poems
journey through the terror
of this new era
mind blown subjugated to ********
every time i spit
a verse critics come to curse
soon to see the hearse
when my guns burst
open yo soul and let it flow
as i get a lift off my indo
no pretender
make enemies surrender
war strategist at heart
never fall part sticknthe game like darts
**** peace war is a necessity
who can get next to me
if im surrounded by real killaz?
mobbin' guerillas
drug dealers to cap. peelaz?
watch yo head now
step to the yosef
prepare to bow
down to the southern sound
fools all around
wanna see me drown
but my heads above the waters
rise through all the pain
and madness circlin my brain
how cani explain?
the worlds luxury and treachery
wrapped up all in one
got **** this aint the life i promised
federals funerals to criminals
is all i see all eyes on me
take a take trip throughy mind
ya realilty
but still i role out hard
ballad of a dead soulja
the more madness that scatters my brain
the more i make pain
scream at my foes with forty four
by the time i step through the door
down the corridors they'll be gore
yall can have the battles
but i win the war soar
pass ********
**** what these hypocrites
say about me they can quote me
in magazine but i gotta magazine
next to my ar fifteen
aimmin between ya shoulders til ya guillotine then transform on the scene
puff my green and let it meditate my peen
my team all get creams
headed for the ceiling never chillin'
i be the political villian
got them devils filming
me and gotta watch my moves
butnit dont matter
im coming for you fake Jews
i know you own everythang
but **** yo gangs
its the return of the black kang
assign me my throne
bow down *******
cuz the legacy is home
crawlin on fours
cuz i told ya
dry ya tears
death is here
cuz this ballad of a dead soulja
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 11:24 AM UTC
Kissing the land that shakes the ground
and destroys your house
Cleaning the rivers that flood your crops
Is the Sun, the light that passes
Throughy the eyes of the blind
Illuminated in every corner
that holds their life
Causing them to embrace
the radiant of trees
the beautiful flowers and bees
like a spider that hugs its prey
caught by its lovely web
Filling their stomach
like there is no tomorrow
Giving juicy fruits
to a man who burns your trees
Can be thick and dark clouds
that covers the sun and blocks
the light making them blind
They are the shadows that
catches the light
Like a seed that sprangs
on the rockyside of the hill
Using their might in making risk
trying to reach the best soil
on the land yet fail to claim it and died
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC