My Ambitionz as a Writer

My Ambitionz as a Writer

A Poem by ObZen
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Rendition of 2pac's "My Ambitionz as a Ridah"

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(* = Slang. Descriptions at the end.)
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I won't deny it, I'm a straight writer
You don't wanna critique me
No more of police bustin at me
Now they can't do nothin' to no body
(Let's get ready to Stumbllle)

Now, you know how I do it, like ODB
What really go on in the mind of a scribba*
That gets more down than cheers
Constantly, pens over swords
Not swords over pens
Stay on that brain storm, scribba
My ambitions as a writer
My ambitions as a writer

So many battlefield scars that fuel my inspiration for those dark bars.
This life as a crap star is nothing without guard
Was born average then life became rugged, was addressed by a mass of public defenders
My attitude was "f**k it," because this mother F****r couldn't help it,
To go cop'n*, one must maintain composure at ease
Though life is complicated, only chemicals can make it how you want it to be
Uh, and my ambitions as a Writer
To catch her while she hot and firey*, she goes up inside you
Then I spit on the game after so many years, ain't spiking* dope* and ready* no mo'
Equipped with paper on a bench ‘cause, b***h, I'm basically broke
I'm choking on dumb a*s words; each one crucial
From the layers to layers, the feelings of one overwhelmed
To rustlin through papers
From stealing from m***********s to get payed up
I got no time for more stitches, ‘cause that dope tryin to play me
I'm on a f****n mission, want a fix, so I'm wishin'
Cop'n got me ripped off on bullshit, I'm stressin'
I'ma write bout it though, of my own hope like it's mandatory
No guts, no story, my scribba, critics got the pain distorted
Now it's on paper cuz its on my mind
Can't trust a b***h in the world so Im accepting Death's approach
Now these money mongers gettin' ridiculous
Started plottin' and plannin' on schemes to come and scam us
But thug scribbas use that ball point and grammar right
Got problems, this is how you handle it, m***********s read me
These writings is precious
‘Cause deep in my heart I dont wanna be me
Uh, yeah, and now I got me right beside me
Hopin' you readin, I catch you payin' attention
To my ambitions as a writer...

For those of you unfamiliar with these choices of words:

~Scribba: Scribe + n***a
~Cop'n: buying drugs
~Firey: "Fire" dope means POTENT
~Spiking: Injecting
~Dope: heroin
~Ready: slang for crack in Baltimore

© 2017 ObZen


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Added on January 22, 2017
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ObZen
ObZen

rockville, MD



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