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On My Block

 (E)      “What’s up CS? Where you headed to?”        
(CS)      “Just walking man. Ole’ girl is working on a motherfucka’s last nerve.”        
(E)      “I told you to remain single. But your ass wants to upgrade to relationship status. Now look at you pussy whipped and shit.”          
(CS)      “Motherfucka please. I can’t believe you coming at me like this E.”        
(Pimp)      “You need to listen to your boy. What you lacking Young blood is ho’ control in your life.”        
(CS)      “What!?”          
(E)      “Hear what he has to say CS. After all he’s been pimping since the 1700’s.”        
(Pimp)      “You got motherfuckin jokes E. I guess the 1700’s is around that time I had your grandma selling ass out of a wheel barrel. Now CS let me tell you how I handle mine-”          
         
(The Pimp)        
 “I pimp off the top and don’t keep it on the down low          
Because to the fullest I’ll exploit any ho’,        
 “The golden number one rule that’s high on the ladder        
Because dick in pussy will only make it fatter,        
  “Stacking those 20’s on 40’s those 40’s on 80’s        
And if she gets pregnant I’m pimpin her to the day before she has the baby,        
 “Because I can’t let another bitch’s problem worry me        
Unless the situation is about currency,        
 “I always gotta get mo’ money, mo’ money        
The bills can’t get paid without no money, no money,        
 “So ho’ put your pussy where my eyes can see        
And no matter a ho’s name I always spell it with a “B”,        
 “Motherfuckers might think the shit I do is crazy        
But no ho’ around me can ever be lazy,        
 “Just call this hardcore pimp knowledge you can consume        
Because a ho’ not heeding my word is only one step from the tomb.”        
         
(Pimp)      “Heed what I’m telling you Young blood. Control a bitch’s mind and you have control of her soul and her body. I don't play with these hos’. But CS, E. I have to hit some of these corners and collect mine. I rap with you later.”        
(CS)      “And why did we stop E?”        
(E)      “Hey. You the one who brung your sidewalk shuffle to a halt.”        
(CS)      “I might as well head to Wal-Mart and get me a drink. It’s up here past the church.”        
(Pastor)      “Speaking of church. When are you two going to come hear me preach?”        
(CS)      “Hello pastor. Honestly I don’t even know.”        
(E)       “Never. I smoke and it cuts into my church of the NFL.”        
(Pastor)      “Sounds like excuses of the Devil.”          
(E)      “Oh hell. Here we go.”        
(Pastor)      “And that may be your destination. Look I’m not trying to judge your lives. But hear me out.”              
         
(The Pastor)          
  “The lost don’t understand the Devil is just lazy        
He doesn’t walk nowhere, only carried by us like a newborn baby,          
 “Not realizing Jesus will supply our every need        
So stop being ignorant and put down the weed,        
 “Quit chasing that flesh which might contain the STD        
Before your sin kills you and in hell is where you will be,        
 “If you can knell to suck then you can knell to pray        
You can catch me at the church from Sunday to Sunday,          
 “But it’s your life and how you live it is your way        
Because like Wal-Mart the Lord have savings every day,        
 “Just like at the club come to church and get up on it        
Your imperfections and fellowship we most defiantly want it,        
 “Giving your life to Christ is not an easy road        
But it’s all worth it to save your eternal soul,        
 “Because we all act like a Donkey that’s on borrowed time        
But remember the Lord always has a way of getting our ass in line”.            
         
(E)      “Goddamn pastor. You don’t cut a motherfucka no slack!”        
(CS)      “E. Really? Don’t mind him. He hasn’t smoked yet.”        
(Pastor)      “That will only contribute to his already diminishing mind. Look all I’m asking is get it right with God before it’s too late. I do want to see you in the eternal afterlife. Not burning. See you Sunday.”        
(Tasha)      “And there he goes. Ain’t no fucking better than that pimp ya’ll was hollering at.”        
(CS)      “Damn girl. Where you come from? Do you and E have something against the church?”        
(E)      “I don’t. But Tasha must have against me. Not giving a motherfucka a chance to get with her.”        
(Tasha)      “Look E. Like I told you don’t come at me like that. I don’t have a motherfuckin problem shooting your ass right here in front of the church. Believe that bitch.”        
(CS)      “It ain’t even that serious. What’s up girl? You ain’t acting right.”        
(Tasha)      “You just don’t know CS. But let me spit it at you so E can get it through his motherfuckin head.”        
         
 (Tasha)        
 “I squat to piss while on two feet you may stand        
Just to let you know I don’t give a goddamn,        
 “Toilet paper in one hand, my 9 mm in the other        
With my panties at my knees, I’m still a deadly motherfucker,        
 “Hardcore to my black-hearted soul        
Making fools wet like my pussy hole,        
“But from my past, someone unwanted got in these guts          
Now it was time to check a motherfucka’s nuts,          
 “His eyes closed tight while on his dick I grind        
When he opened them he’s staring straight at my nine,        
 “Nowhere to go, because it’s pointed two feet from his dome        
Trigger squeezed, brains splattered over my pussy and his cell phone,        
 “Payback on his ass for raping my sister and molesting me        
That’s why it’s hard for any man to get next to me,        
 “A truthful dark story that’s always difficult to tell        
And if my revenge denies me heaven then send me straight to hell.”          
         
(CS)      “Damn Tasha. Sorry to hear that. Who was it that did that shit?”        
(Tasha)      “A motherfucka who’s looking casket sharp right now.”          
(E)      “I don’t know what to say.”          
(Tasha)      “Not a motherfuckin thing. You feel me?”        
(CS)      “Did you say something Tasha?”        
(Tasha)      “Alright CS and E ya’ll cool with me. Let’s go get something to drink and chill.”
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