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    dots Submission Name: Lords of the Slumdots

    Author: spoken
    ASL Info:    24/m/Atl
    Elite Ratio:    5.38 - 158/198/57
    Words: 139
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Misc
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       Just a little creative writting exploring a different style for me

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    dotsLords of the Slumdots

    I'm hanging in the gutter
    Serving up this butter
    Slanging yayo to your mother
    While her children suffer
    I swear I wrote the book on eating in these streets
    All black diamonds in my white Jesus piece
    All top models in my white linen sheets
    Paying top dollar to eat where white people eat
    So while you lay up in the bed I stay up getting bread
    Counting my money on her head while she gives me head
    Meaning my money's on her brain while she gives me brain
    Just last week me and her BF did the same thing
    These 28ís go perfect with the candy paint
    My Glock 38 got grandma screaming Heaven Sakes
    Lords of the Slum and reckless with guns
    heartless killas
    Iím so Old National so Godby Rd so Old Town Villa

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      this one started to make me move in place...a beat poem for sure.

    real and gritty---you capture the feel of the streets, the feel of survival...the get it while you can and look out for yourself kind of attitude---

    a short life span no doubt...living on the edge---
    i like the "butter" allusion...slippery but a topping, like something added to life...nothing banal about this life...

    you do what you have to do to survive, we all do...life is like that now...most of us live one paycheck from the street, or on the street.

    "all black diamonds in my white Jesus piece" is such a great line...

    i have come back to this piece several times before commenting...and it is still going to be swirling around in my head for awhile...and will probably evoke more comment.

    and the title? so apropos to having our bit of turf in life and being a lord of it.

    | Posted on 2012-10-06 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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