iight i been on hea 4 a while jus gettin da feel of shit but i guess ima go head n post dis...i ain even gon lie it ain dat good but den again i ain been writtin dat long. dis is wut i rote bout my lil girl...got raped n had her...daz da same thing dat happened 2 my mama...so hea go sunthin...

as i walk thru da streetz of da hood i wuz born
btween my 2lives i seem 2 b torn
daz my home life daz my hood life i seem skitzophrenic
when i dream iz n a cold sweat n i alwayz wanna end it
but i cant cuz i got niggaz dependin on me
da same individuals dat sho me luv affectionatley
affection is me but affection u dont c when watchin me
but i wont stop or even worse flee
see-i take hostility n willingly blend it n2 me
n when blended u get wut u now c
gone thru 2 much shit 2 let anotha nigga take care of wut i need
been raped twice n as a result have a daughter 2 feed
but it ain knockin my hustle it jus keep me out on da grind
n when i make money da wrong way her smilin face hit my mind
n den all da niggas i lost n my years re-appear
i gotta fite n struggle 2 keep bak each tear
but from goin thru dis shit ive hardened n no longa live n fear
but regret 4 my baby n how her life gon b
dere so many things i hope she dun c
i jus pray ery nite she dun end up like me
c....she got born while ya girl EMPREZZ wuz locked up
n ain eva gon kno her daddy cuz afta rapin me my bro knocked him up
so he 6feet unda n she stuck bein like me
neva gon have a daddy 2 go chill wit n c
i can c her n da future....16 n money already got her palms itchin
n i kno she gon get easily pissd n say dat im bitchin
so shell go out on da block n hustle dat crack
till a nigga come roun side her n wanna hit it from da back
n she gon look @ his body n imagine her 1st tyme
n end up wit a future quite like myne
word gon spread dat her virginity been took care of
n niggas gon think shes easy n claim dey n luv
till 1day a fella come up wit anotha style dan da othas
n she gon notice sunthin wrong wit him-he ain like otha brothas
her body gon tell her run but her feet dun get da clue
bout 10 minutes l8a dere ain nufin she can do
but lay dere n hope sum1'll find her b4 she die
n she gon end up havin 2 live wit da memory of dis guy
as da months go on da pain gets worse
bout 9 lata dat pain must disperse
n it do...n da form of a child dat got her last name
all bcuz of dis 1 niggas game
if u look @ dis family
ull c wut happened 2 my mama also happened 2 me
n may happen 2 her cuz daz da way life b
deres no way 2 escape it, no way 2 break free
but ill kill da 1st nigga 2try n harm my seed
cant imagine her hurt so im teachin her 2 dun get ova come wit greed
but when it comes down 2 it i ain desperate jus hopeful wishin
hopin shell end up n heaven when God finish her mission

I'm at a loss for words right now, but all i can say is continue to be strong,i am sorry about what happened to you and your momma, this poem is emotional, it is good for what type of poem it is, but you should work on your spelling and punctuation, but keep it up.1

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lol i kno. i wuznt even worryin bout punctuation n i alwayz spell bad when im on da net cuz im 2 lazy 2 spell shit rite lol but thankz 4 da feed

16views n like....1 reply?....awww...

that was quite long......i think you could up your vocab a bit more come more complex but the concept was original and the emotion was good......think you got lots of potential...stay up

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thnx...i kno my vocab wuznt da best but....i dunno...im workin on it. thnx 4 da feed doe fa real.

good drop ma deep shit i thought this was a good drop overall
tyte shit ma sorry bout all tha shit werd

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It's Murdah now, not murder.

thnx...n dont even b sry cuz my baby a blessin ya kno? wut dont kill ya only makez ya stronga...