I’m the man to be, <br />cos I’m me, me, me; <br />but you’re just you <br />and who cares who <br /> <br />I’m the greatest, <br />I could be the hatest, <br />you’re down on your luck <br />but I don’t care a ****, <br /> <br />life is tough, <br />an’ life is rough, <br />but that’s enuff <br />who cares a stuff <br /> <br />I don’ need to write <br />cos ed-u-cation’s shite; <br />I jus’ like to spray <br />my mark somewhere each day <br /> <br />I score the chix, <br />I score a fix, <br />me an’ you don’t mix <br />cos I know the trix <br /> <br />I’m the koolest gangsta, <br />you, you’re just a wanksta, <br />my posse an’ me <br />hand out cruel-tyy <br /> <br />I got a shooter <br />you ain’t worth a hoota; <br />I got a knife, <br />you ain’t got a life <br /> <br />I gotta switch, man - <br />ain’t your life a bitch? <br />I gotta blade, man - <br />got it all made <br /> <br />ain’t no lovin’ <br />like my ho an’ me.. <br /> <br />(what’s that, Mom? …It’s time for tea? …)<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tude-lyric/
