Living by my Drako,
Where i go my pistol roll
Broski like dere he go
Shootouts make my mind hurt
Broski lets just let it go
Reckless
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Living by my Drako,
Where i go my pistol roll
Broski like dere he go
Shootouts make my mind hurt
Broski lets just let it go
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Reckless
UntitledLiving by my Drako, Where i go my pistol roll Broski like dere he go Shootouts make my mind hurt Broski lets just let it go |
Me, Myself & II've shed tears, For people I wont get back, I loved people, Who didnt love me back, Took care of people, Who never showed respect, When I got shot, everybody turned they back. |
UnknownHe don’t know me, From Adam and Eve, That’s lil bro I believe, I’m black he’s Hispanic, But we’re one of a kind, I trust him, I don’t even know him, Keeping him outta trouble, Is magical man, He’s easily influenced by negativity, He is a cool person. |
WhyWhy can’t you see these tears in my eyes? Love on my mind, Pain in my face, I told you thousands of time, I’m sorry I hurt you more than one time, I took you through enough, I don’t deserve your time, All I want is my daughter, I don’t need you in my life, I’m tired of this pain I inflict on my life, I just want you safe and happy so thanks, Even though you cant see the tears in my eyes. |
FearI fear a lot, I fear loving somebody, I lost my brother, To a street war, I lost my heart as a street soldier, My mind traumatized, When is it over? Life goes on, Even when I have that frozen smile, Maybe ill get over it, Or I’ll keep on holding it in. |
Fallen AngelsWake up to a war, Look in the mirror, See more than where, I see a face full of hate, Pain in them eyes, But a smile on that face, Dried tears under them eyes, Covered that frown with laughing lines, Thinking I’m fine, Knowing it's lies, There’s no way to hid that war inside, Can’t run away from the fate, That’s got me bound to the streets, I can’t get out, Break the chains in these streets, That’s holding me down, So I can make my momma proud. |
Letter To My DaughterYou was born February 2nd, I wish I were there February 2nd, Please forgive me, I haven’t had the chance to be a daddy yet, You know I love you more than peanut butter loves jelly, You got the key to daddy’s heart, You already knew that, Please don’t grow up, Pretty please with a cherry on top, I don’t want you to ever grow up like me, Im gone always be here for you, You my pride and joy, 4lbs, 14oz of pure beauty, I love you Ty’Layziah |
LifeMan in da mirror, You way outta order, Go to jail, Who gone look out for my daughter, Reckless you know it’s no do overs, You hate me when I say its my daughter, Jimmy can turn into Reckless sometimes, That’s dangerous to know I can kill any time, Blacking out don’t even seem as a surprise, Nobody can understand my very cold eyes, If they look at the pain inside, They know its what I had to do to survive. |
I RememberI remember you, and me, In da back of that school, Playing basketball and throwing that football to, Shooting guns in da country, Yeah I remember that to, Shooting dice wit each other shake my head when you lose Cause I know you aren’t through, Missing you everyday, Kissing ya head at the end of each day, Those are the time I remember wit ya, I love you baby boii.
R.I.P Jeremiah Boyd |
My BrotherMy brother, Covered me in blood, Never wanted to die, Tried to keep him alive, Hands is bloody, Mouth full of blood, Eyes full of tears, Body feeling cold, Last words “I’m here”, Sirens wailing, Tears falling, Blood dripping, Mind going blank, Heart full of pain, Soul crushed, No where to turn, No one to talk to, Only love for you, I love you lil bro, No matter what, I’m always here. |