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Revolving Door
By Able

An artist stands proud but empty

a vocabulary fiend a nightmare to all.
Constabulary dreams,

a cypher schemes muzzled

over by a mothers broken
screams holdin her first born

while his beat box cease to bleed;

a victim of to much lead

shot nine times cuz he stamped his piece

in Eastside red.
An aerosol disciple turned gangbanger

dead cuz his 14 homies tagged Northside

in his manipulated head, f***k painting for the art and glory
post a tag to mark your fuckin1 territory.2

Turning artisic expression into
neighborhood repression

cuz an up and coming homeboy wanted

to make a f*****g impression.

I'm duckin1 suppression,

you'd think after 60 years of banging

we'd learn our fuckin lesson

that territory you claim

is only as strong as your last boy slain.

Kill 13 cats with mad styles

and you got your street name,

a community john and a ten by ten cell

with steel frames. You can practice your tag on

let the piecers piece, let the bangers bang.

Art is for the mentally strong so if you think you can
claim red and spray for long youre ead wrong.

RIP COFI R.


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