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Original Hustla
the original hustla we dubbed her
in her final years
born in Charleston,South Carolina
she long ago decided
to be the designer of her own fate
left her mate and took her six children
3 boys 3 girls
on a matriarch's march northbound
touched down in New York fuckin City
the grimy n gritty part of Brooklyn
where no one's lookin but everyone's watching
where one false move could prove your undoing
yet she was unfazed and focus
developed a mob mentality
makin moves in the underground
never a beggar..never a bootlicker
more a bootlegger who ran the numbers
a loan shark madam as well
owning a gambling spot behind her pool hall
called her own shots
and still got busy fixin big azz Thanksgiving dinners
still made time for Rev'n Ike's Sunday sermons
had no qualms about being an alleged sinner
a winner always
did it from the feet up
just a straight up stand up woman
her creed was self evident
smokin her weed
while plantin wisdom's seeds into her progeny
affectionate yet firm
magnanimous and full of humor
but not at all a joke
her rep was rumored throughout the hood
pragmatic in purpose...methodical in practice
the true definition of what
it is to be thorough in a borough
where only the strong survive
rest in paradise to the greatest person
i've ever known
Big Mama
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