Street Cries
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Street Cries
Lyrical Outburst
By Street Cies Welcome to my mental pattern that surrounds Saturn speech trafficing Its me again isolated Gillian or monks pilgrimage watching covid news grinning Liveing in the burbs puffing on curbs making sure l dont blend only trust pad and pen Only friend walking around l have no ken both spit fire two and a half men causeing mics to senge Let it all in before it all ends mastering craft you riding schwinn poet till life ends look through lens From Mississippi pain and dirt back to earth so l write poetry like ITS MY TURF Red alert Street Cries going berserk got ish on my chest you gone need a nurse Calm down reverse Street Cries mask and shirts in yo face collection plates at church custom made merch Increasing my worth like selling a MOUAWAD 1001 NIGHTS DIAMOND PURSE Pharselogest lyricist outburst from genesis till mouth hurts shaking universe Where aliens lur... |
Lyrical Shut DownBy Street Cries Rhyme with finesse like diamonds around neck they verbally digress Pressure on em heat press lacking substance meatless You playing with the flow recess till breathless no stamina reset. I spit deepness vocal leakage blowing mics to pieces Word to my nephews and nieces Bars cleanness full of viciousness plus meanness Explode out my clothes need seamstress optimistic sounds of blackness Old school like pops on blackish one of the last lyricist Snap yo neck when hearing it put my foot in it This semi quarantine got me looseing it poetically potent proveing it Pen moving it lyrical shut down event havent been around for that l repent Peace |
Dear Son pt 2
By Street Cries Setting on steps of Glendale where my son dwells Me and you older now World a bit colder now your height my shoulder now my youngest child Be careful they profile young black male they might think you wild Foul even though attentions to smile Take heed to tribulation and trials Learn from where l am from Mississippi slums killing fo crack crumbs Suit wearing bums to your dreams run while breathing lungs Never let go no matter who say so Take trips to Caicos build like Lagos Shine like halos mold your world play doh Use vehicle to be an inspirational miracle to our people Beware the evils of mankind stay connected to divine spirit inside Let love guide to open minds wide plus knowledge you provide PEACE |
Bars pt 2By Street Cries Standing tall lyrical prepared to brawl jump over pitfalls expose Life to all y'all from relationships down to my drawers Go-getter don't know how to pause Street Cries cause see through fog 23s on feet phone poetry artillery when releasing its God in me Show prophecy so it be Unstoppable wordplay phase fillet from Mississippi to the Bay Creative ways put yo mind in a maze Microphone blaze the way this maestro plays Renegade say what l say verbal hand grenade Explode rickashay into airwaves clear pathways touche Armani on face no matter what state what place elevate leave trace Speech vibrate moves contemplate before coming out mouth gate Writing freebase change lanes feel from heart stingray Clear way Bobby Boshie out for net pay peace to uncle Ray Feeding masses Bobby Flay clean tray Crim dela crim taste thousa... |
Lyricist
By Street Cries My penmanship far from ignorance long time to develop this Live through craziness weather haziness tears cried basement So l write greatness No replacement without fakeness Trading Places but l master basics Opposite of tasteless Tiffany bracelet what you feel l say it Write it space it you embrace it way l explain it Pain in it pulling wisdom dentist menace to those no lyrical fitness Stayed focused you drifted mind shifted keep distance I handle business studying poetry forensic Windness Chi-town sitting on benches persistence reason I am endless No need for convincing just read mission bar mixing no opposition Gifted lyricist come get it PEACE |
Fearless
By Street Cries My passion for lyrical action time for war lam assassin Phraseology dragon use hands when poetry crafting Harassing no compassion Make you grab your face verbally smacking That reaction tells me what happens mastering word acronyms A.S.A.P mashing stand still then l am passing Black no cracking success attracting Blessed to best are you grasping pure satisfaction For real no acting focus while backpacking feens overdose bad habits Speech graphic took stab at it flows in attic choose not to be passive Don't let me in l hack it Systematic what scares me viciously attacked it Down to da fabric leaving nothing left Burning the elastic PEACE |
Samantha pt 2
By Street Cries S.C I know you dont know me but are you ignoring me I seen your YouTube Street Cries Poetry content deep I put it on repeat just to fall asleep Even though video was brief truth still pouring out teeth Plus your hot as summertime concrete so l had to inbox you with nothing to lose I think like you took my son to cali and dropped him off too l know you saw it on the news Think it was channel two l do anything to be with you Plus l dont just talk show and prove Chocolate Strawberry is our interlude l am only half that See l am half black perhaps you can look pass that before judging how l act Understand you see me as a fan See my cousin was a fan of another man Maybe you heard of him his name was Stan Truly yours this is Sam |
Samantha pt 1
By Street Cries Dear S.C l love your poetry feel like you speaking to most of me Late night l feel you hold me mostly that's how it supposed to be Watchin Netflix you close to me cozy under covers like baby mother When you need space l wouldn't smother cause l want you as my lover Like none other see l know the names of all your brothers Tell Vex I said PEACE l know that how you end you poetry With me you never feel lonely unlike the groupies who only want you horny See these other dudes bore me like Mariah and dude from Sony S.C your not phony when we get together and l die hope you clone me Lol JK not really l was on your Facebook look like you from Mississippi Now you live in Salt Lake City how come l want to know the mystery Well it dont matter the history as long as when we meet you into me I battle my fears to f... |
My People
By Street Cries God told me l have the gift of poetry to let the world see creatively what my eyes see What pain means to me accurately reveal things l feel breaking seal On society ills its your choice red or blue pill move or sit still Either way they watching dollar bill broke or making mills Pep deal it was strategic design for us to commit crimes do time Not shine kill dream glock nine stay in bind controlling minds We built this still on grind oppressor got us looking at each other as lesser When no one's better just different gifts different trips we all need this Same air we all breathe it knowledge of self conceivet it B.S dont believe it What ever you imagine you can achieve it write out vision to benefit Citizens or immigrants get it in like l do with pen discover your champion Inside then fly we need more than get by reach for sky At the s... |
Mind Of The GhettoBy Street Cries See I am hungry so l got to eat feeling pain inside can't sleep See food stamp come on the fifteenth its the eleventh couple days from heaven You see mommy spends her money on the seventh Cigs at 711 my pops gives me money teaches lessons Works hard no profession no car so he keeps stepping My home broken late night my tears keeps me choking So when gangs talk to me i am open hopping to be heard when spoken Depressed talking fast girl at recess only 13 what a mess Sunday School taught rules that my house dont prove Streets my mentality what l got to lose with mom dating crazy dudes Who's who in the door coming through Pops in suburbs watching news Don't have clue what l go through I stay silent emotionally bruised So l raise myself ask no help things seem ok quiet as kept As long as l stay to myself Watching tv escaping real... |