FORGOTTEN

Folder: 
HOMIES

THESE CATS DONE FORGOT THE NAME

FORGOT I WAS PART OF THE GAME

FORGOT THAT WE WAS BROTHERS

ONE IN THE SAME

THEY DONE FORGOT THE PAST

FORGOT HOW I WATCHED OUT FOT THEIR ASS

FORGOT HOW I KEPT IT REAL

WHEN PHONEY FUCKAS DIDN'T LAST

THEY DONE FORGOT THE WARS

FORGOT THE SCARS

FORGOT THE WORK WE PUT IN TOGETHER

TO GET WHERE WE ARE

IT'S FUCKED UP WE FORGOT

TO LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER

ESPECIALLY WHEN I CONSIDER

SOME OF YOU FUCKAS BROTHERS

Author's Notes/Comments: 

YOU CAN MEASURE A MAN BY THE QUALITY OF HIS FRIENDS. WHEN I'M 65 PLAYING CHESS IN THE PARK I HOPE I'M PLAYING AGAINST THE SAME GROUP OF PEOPLE I WAS PLAYING AGAINST WHEN I WAS 20

View ese2002's Full Portfolio
Tha Poetic Son's picture

Another banger fam,

This joint kinda reminds me of a song i got called "blood brothers" as well as a poem i have called "for my dogz"... This is tight, you only have a few if any "true" friends, who'll be with you till the very end... Keep doing what you do fam, your light is shining

Peace and Blessings
POE

Netta Jack's picture

WOW!!! Very powerful and emotional. Ear-gasms!!!