Thug Poetry Chapter 9.5: Love Note #1 continued

you are very beautiful.

you're everything and more

i wanna touch you and kiss you in places where i would love to explore

give me your heart and i'll give you mine

give me your sincerity and i'll give you mine

GIRL YOU FINE!

your looks and mold, make you one of a kind

and with this, i give you my life time,

a lifetime of love.a life time of joy

a life time of you and me, your boy

so hold my hands and come walk with me

move them lips and come talk to me

engage my eyes and fall for me

inside my heart is not hard to see

inside your heart is where i wanna be

diving through your love and exploring your fantasys

baby i'll bring your body to ecstacy

so hold my neck as i pick you up

squeeze real tight as you feel my stroke

call my name when you feel my love

you drippin wet. thats that juicy love

you drippin wet.

you got good coochie girl.

Thug Poetry Chapter 9: Love Note #1

you are very beautiful.

you're everything and more

i wanna touch you and kiss you in places where i would love to explore

give me your heart and i'll give you mine

give me your sincerity and i'll give you mine

GIRL YOU FINE!

your looks and mold, make you one of a kind

and with this, i give you my life time,

a lifetime of love.

a life time of joy

a life time of you and me, your boy

Thug Poetry Chapter 8: She Got Aids

listen up listen up this a true story thug poetry ch.8

lil lisa 6 monthes pregnant with full blown aids

she said,"but i ain't know, he didn't look like he had aids to me".

aids don't got no face and definetly don't got no friends

but he got pretty hair though...

don't it makes you wonder sometimes

should i mess with this person just because they fine

don't get caught up in lust love or infatuation

lets take our time with sex and have patients

i don't give a dam if he a rapper model or dat everyday thug you like

that nigga dick might bite

tell dat nigga if he wanna be on yah team to get on ya level

and ladies...ladies please stop dependin on them niggas and go do it urself

go get that condom off the shelf

nobody notice the well till the water run dry

what it takes somebody in ya family to die

before u realize H.I.V results don't lie

if u wanna fuck with me ma the condom rules must apply

so get on my team and tell ya man get get on my level

i'm a magnum boi and i fuck forever

Thug Poetry Chapter 7: So Fresh and So Clean

So fresh and so clean
This BAPE jacket…
Man! This gorilla got them haters' mug on mean
But they girls loving me
So fresh and so clean clean
I spent two hundred dollars at the mall for these red monkey jeans
Get on my team and tell yah man to get on my level
Four hundred for the BAPE jacket
Lil daddy get it together
My swagger is like a chopper
And when I walk it sprays
These hoes panties fall to the floor,
Like candy in a parade.
Don't hate.
I shine like the sun and chew on ice
24 diamonds at the top
Boy, get yah game tight
I don't need no band aid for these princess cuts
But you gonna need your shade for these princess cuts
Get off your nut and put on your one's
And read: thug poetry chapter 4: let's get this money
Hustling one on one

Thug Poetry Chapter 6: Sunshine, Rain, and Snow

Isn't it amazing?
The sunshine, the rain, the snow
And the way our emotions and mood swings go
Warming up the inside of our body,
and relaxing every muscle inside.
I see why we can't look at it with our eyes
That beautiful sunshine
Lets relax and close our eyes
Every precious moment in life is not meant to be seen
That's why we close our eyes when we pray
That's why we close our eyes when we sleep
That's why we close our eyes when we kiss
That's why we close our eyes when we –
Make sweet passionate love during the rain fall of a
Heavenly god sent gift
Rain… it's a gift from god
Giving us time to enjoy the sounds of the heavy rain and
The passion from this passionate man
Buried way deep down in between your walls
As that thunder sounds with that heavenly call
But sometime that rain is not enough to
Bring two people together
That's when the man above traps us in a house
And surround us with snow
Nothing like rain
It's less physical but more emotional state of mind
It warms you a little bit better
Nothing at all will beat holding each other in
Cold but warm weather
So what your pick
Rain, snow, or sunshine
They may help you make love
But they won't make love!
Love is not blind
You're blind to the sight of love

Thug Poetry Chapter 5: You Got Potential Though

What you looking at?
Ain't nothing for you here!
Long legs pretty hair,
Got most of these niccaz caught up in a stare.
Why me?
Why the attention, your eyes my eyes we share?
Bitch please!!
Talking about, "I'm the answer to your prayers".
Get the hell out of here.
You just love my Red Monkey jeans!
I ought to be mean and conniving,
And take advantage of those gold digging eyes
But my pedigree too high and my swagger is too smooth-
To mess with a gold digging ass bitch like you
But look here
You got a good eye for money
So let's go get this money
Break this brick and throw these rocks
Ms. Potential, yes you are… you got a lot
Weigh that and lets go cook these rocks
You gotta make this money to get a starting spot

Thug Poetry Chapter 4: Lets Get This Money

lets get this money

you want it,but you can't afford it.

plus you can't get a job till you're 15.

and your momma hollering and screaming

"you need to be a man and grow up"

"you just like your daddy, you make me wanna throw up"

so, lets take her advice and grow up.

lets get this moneyand start off with a brick

a brick is what makes a house, but in the dope game it makes your foundation.

once we get a strong foundation, we gettin' money

so lets get this money

step yah game up playa and get on the grind.

every hour of the day to me is lunch time

so lets serve these rookies

give 'em two cookies and slice one in half

it's 3 for 5

in this dope game

it's trap or die

so lets get this money

Thug Poetry Chapter 3: Love Comes A Billion Ways

You know they say true love will come one day,
But I say love comes a billion ways.

Who's to say or who knows how true love would really come.

Some say you can't fall in love over night.
I say you can miss love in the blink of an eye sight.

You see, I kept my eye's wide open hoping and praying GOD will send someone like you my way, but who's to say GOD sent you and who's to say Im not delusional.

But we'll see.

And for the moment in time;

I'm going to close my eyes and enjoy every moment of our time.
So, come walk with me.
Hold my hands and lets walk the beach.
Listen to the waves. I think Gods talkin to me
Grab her legs and sweep her off her feet
Oh my god. I cant believe god is encouraging me.
So I grab her legs and swept her off her feet.
The look of love between ours eyes has so much intensity.
I'm not trying to blink.
I dont want to miss this love.

No not this time.
So for the moment in time Im not going to close my eyes

because
Your love is mines.

Thug Poetry Chapter 2: My Love Your Heart

Can you handle this baby,
my love is more than a handful.
Gimme 2 quarters of your heart
and i'll turn it into 4
and give you back 8
yah see, your heart's a hustla'z ambition
and every mans desire
put your hands on my chest, i bet you gon feel that fire!
my flames of love for you burns way deep down inside
waitin and yearnin' while that flame is steadily burnin'
hoping and prayin' for that day we make love again
yeah baby,..i wanna make love again
Baby you got that fire,
that give a man desire.
holding your warm body tightly as we exchange those desirably slow wet kisses
Baby.... am i your desire?
Do you desire for me to slowly rub my hands up your body and gently grab your body, holding you tightly in the deep deep nightly hours.
I do..So cum here, we got plenty of things to share,....My Love Your Heart

Thug Poetry Chapter 1: Keep It Real

Equal right, man let keep it real!
you just like me for my strength to work in the fields
but hate me for the color god made me
Where is the equal oppurtunnity?
Man, lets keep it real
Talking about, good job boy.
Hey bubba.
It's all the same
just another way to call me out my name
in all reality; bubba, boy, niggar-it's all the same.It's suppose to be the new milleneum
but things didn't change
from 1896 to the 2000's, this shits still the same.
Man just keep it real
to you....i'm just a dirty black male

thug poetry introduction

Finally we here.

Thug poetry,

not me , but we, even thought it's only me

it's really not just me. This here, is for all my peeps.

Thug poetry. I know u wont think this would come from a man like me,

but being on these streets.

We collect alot of anger and grief under the heat.

it burrys and burrys and builds and builds way deep in our soul.

Burning and aching the bottom of my throat all the way to the bottom where it grows.

Kind of like a tree you know.

Life is my water and thug poetry is my soul. and everyday of my life my tree grows.