#21

from Everything You've Always Wanted by POEM-CEES

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This is not a “Sean”-song
sing-along chorus like Sean John’s ‘B.I.G.’ song
-no whorin’ us
That’s opportunism; this euphemism of a rhyme ride rhythms so
unglorious
Wash Post B section oughta be ‘D’ section- death pages
Whole lotta Sean’s right there…
Shot (shot)
Stabbed (stabbed)
Killed (killed)
Every (every)
Day (day)
Still people really don’t care, see:
Be it me, Sean T., Scotty B[eats], well a smallish
Community’s truly gonna cry
-but some won’t see
Tragedy or emergency
Just destiny- black² homicide, homey…

It’s like already there’s a merkin’ for ya
‘Stop Snitchin’
-how’s THAT workin’ for ya?
Look his momma in her tear-stained eyes, tell her “I ain’t tellin’ & ya ass know why”
BULL
Gon’ be your own Eastwood, layin’ for ‘em?
-call the police bama, cuz you PAYING for ‘em
Tax dollars- say again TAX DOLLARS
Are the source of their salary, ya heard me? Holla-now;
Dope dealers- go to hell in a hand basket
Burglars, here’s some gasoline drawers…
‘thug livin’ prolly took a couple lives in the time that it took me to spit these bars

See- my girl’s crib got hit 2 times
I was waitin’ on the third like I lost my mind
-that’s my stake/this debate; same mistake
That led to Sean’s fate, so I sorta relate (and)
Pray to God that they catch the thieves…
-I SWEAR if this was over ATVs?!; man…
Everybody’s got their ‘6-degrees’
-this one hit close to me
Rest.In.Peace.

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from Everything You've Always Wanted, track released October 23, 2011
Produced by Bashir Salaah

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