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Life
Lifetime of supervision blurrs my vision.
Startna lose focus.
Dreams turning into nightmares.
Escape startna seem hopeless.
Longing for Paradise destined for the Hellfire.
Suplications for my Lord to change my situation got me pulling all-nighters,
and for what, just to have my knees aching and my arms tired!???
They say you can't put a time limit on patience,
31 years and I'm still waiting...
And despite 3strikes means LIFE in deez streets wife and kids gotta eat so I'm still chasing.
Life and death decisions.
Rob and steal for deez meals to feed my kids,
or use my head and turn to God for my kids provisions???
Tryna keep faith so I'm still praying, still repenting.
Shaytaan playing tricks on my mind got me thinking why waste my time when I'm still sinning.
3time felon tryna make a honest living, but honestly what options am I really given. So do don't be so fast to judge DaKid. Gun and mask in my hand but I'm just a man tryna feed his wife and kids.
And I aint ask for dis shit it was given to me.
Never chose this life that I live it was written for me.
And when its all said its either I'm dead, forever sitting in the Feds, or a State life sentence for me.......
Startna lose focus.
Dreams turning into nightmares.
Escape startna seem hopeless.
Longing for Paradise destined for the Hellfire.
Suplications for my Lord to change my situation got me pulling all-nighters,
and for what, just to have my knees aching and my arms tired!???
They say you can't put a time limit on patience,
31 years and I'm still waiting...
And despite 3strikes means LIFE in deez streets wife and kids gotta eat so I'm still chasing.
Life and death decisions.
Rob and steal for deez meals to feed my kids,
or use my head and turn to God for my kids provisions???
Tryna keep faith so I'm still praying, still repenting.
Shaytaan playing tricks on my mind got me thinking why waste my time when I'm still sinning.
3time felon tryna make a honest living, but honestly what options am I really given. So do don't be so fast to judge DaKid. Gun and mask in my hand but I'm just a man tryna feed his wife and kids.
And I aint ask for dis shit it was given to me.
Never chose this life that I live it was written for me.
And when its all said its either I'm dead, forever sitting in the Feds, or a State life sentence for me.......
Published 26th Jan 2013
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Anonymous
27th Jan 2013 6:31pm
Whew!!! This is AMAZING! 'Life'.... told so genuine and factual, written in blood that flows from a pen, that belongs to a man that is brillant and Real! :)
I love the entirety of this poem but my favorite stanza is...
"And I aint ask for dis shit it was given to me.
Never chose this life that I live it was written for me.
And when its all said its either I'm dead, forever sitting in the Feds, or a State life sentence for me......." <--- That was freakin Dope!
I love the entirety of this poem but my favorite stanza is...
"And I aint ask for dis shit it was given to me.
Never chose this life that I live it was written for me.
And when its all said its either I'm dead, forever sitting in the Feds, or a State life sentence for me......." <--- That was freakin Dope!
28th Jan 2013 3:29pm
Appreciate the critisism, exspecially coming from you. Read your work and its definitely on another level!!!
