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SREET EXPERIENCE
Just me, yo! moving from J'burg to London, meeting this guy was super great; very smart, terribly brilliant. This guy's got money,I mean some dosh. Just a great influence, mere wonder, he's got a big home in Cockney. Practically great. Man, I admire him. He's got some handsome face.
This is the new beautiful morning in Los Angeles with hustle and bastle of that great journey: Life. Came across teo dudes, damn! They were muscular,quite perplexed,tried understanding them. One has just hit the other with a vehicle.They went on yelling. In a momenet,I came across someone been mugged down the street. Bruh,I'd better call the corp. They were rapid,as soon as they arrived,I took off.
Just a new little move,two niggas came blocking my way. "Hey, grovel!" I was like "man what's up?" They gave me a really thrilling head knock/ I knelt so they began blabbing with their MP3s, they told me to dance,called me "uh f**king c**w, eg**lant..." I cried in shame,anguish and pain. I got released,then scurried off.
Years later,I engaged in a street walk at about 6:30 P.M,returning, Some corps came harassing" Get who are you? Your identity? Address? " – Inquisitions... After providing all answers,I was handcuffed right on the street. More corps arrived as I was forced and led to my own house. They got into my apartment. I was flabbergasted,right earlier before I left,I locked my door,look now they door is opened, "Move in,you filthy nigger,we're gonna get you down" No one new all these kerfuffles were happening."Thanks to the quietness,your throat's going to be sliced like those grocery veges.
Just like a dream,drugs in my house.{I'd never taken even marijuana, "damn!"} I knew this was obviously planned by some dirty w**te guys. Stayed in jail for six months.
© Japheth Jonathan
This is the new beautiful morning in Los Angeles with hustle and bastle of that great journey: Life. Came across teo dudes, damn! They were muscular,quite perplexed,tried understanding them. One has just hit the other with a vehicle.They went on yelling. In a momenet,I came across someone been mugged down the street. Bruh,I'd better call the corp. They were rapid,as soon as they arrived,I took off.
Just a new little move,two niggas came blocking my way. "Hey, grovel!" I was like "man what's up?" They gave me a really thrilling head knock/ I knelt so they began blabbing with their MP3s, they told me to dance,called me "uh f**king c**w, eg**lant..." I cried in shame,anguish and pain. I got released,then scurried off.
Years later,I engaged in a street walk at about 6:30 P.M,returning, Some corps came harassing" Get who are you? Your identity? Address? " – Inquisitions... After providing all answers,I was handcuffed right on the street. More corps arrived as I was forced and led to my own house. They got into my apartment. I was flabbergasted,right earlier before I left,I locked my door,look now they door is opened, "Move in,you filthy nigger,we're gonna get you down" No one new all these kerfuffles were happening."Thanks to the quietness,your throat's going to be sliced like those grocery veges.
Just like a dream,drugs in my house.{I'd never taken even marijuana, "damn!"} I knew this was obviously planned by some dirty w**te guys. Stayed in jail for six months.
© Japheth Jonathan
