Friday, April 20, 2012

#NaPoWriMo Entry #15 "Thumbs Up"

Gimmie the thumbs up like u watching a good movie.
I feel groovy like i put bell bottom pants on a dog named scooby.
I'm going over your head thinking I'm just a dog name snoopy.
On grown man taking a shit, y'all just babies making a poopy.
Sorry if the ride gets bumpy, my mind rollarcoaster is loopy.
As I inhale all these lies. I exhale what the truth be.
Find me in the sky where the chimney smoke and the roof be.
Bestfriends with a mouse and a duck.
 that last line was kinda of goofy.

So i switch channels. Ask the panel for they opinion.
All I see are reality shows showing my people locked in a prison.
black is not a color in their prism. Just a two day description.
Louisville's known on first 48. Starring the killer and the victim.
You can get popular off of both, the second one wouldn't recommend it.
Cause the only beef ya family got is how much it cost for your tombstone to be printed.
$50 dollars for each letter chiseled in ya memory.
 $10 dollars for the white T ya peoples wear religiously.
They holler RIP at your final assembly.
But it's priceless cause your lifeless and your mother gets paid sympathy.

I had to turn Fox41 off and get to VH1 quick.
I started watching behind the music of Louisville's greatest hits.
In my city, we getting money, but the ignorance is bliss.
And the local news plays a marathon of Louisville's greatest missed.

I've been messed about. You can say that I've been twisted.
 Yea the tornado hit, but we had double death that toll in the district.
Wheres our federal relief when it's a storm in these streets.
When the norm is to compete, while lightings striking at your feet. t
hey are out here carrying hammers. Just Vikings tryin to eat.
 But they could never see the damage or the cycle that repeats.

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