Little boyz...&
Little gurls...
you need to be
more carefull...
more aware...
look around yah...
notice who's
around yah...
sometimes...there's
some fools
around yah...
that carry there
tools around yah.
&...
there soooo...
ready to clown
when there
parakeet crews
are steady
lighting the fuel
around yah...
when that
angelic angel
on your shoulder
tells yah to blow...
you need to go.
put your ego
in a sleepa hold...
come off the top rope.
don't let your...
adolescent pride
find your
last restin place
for yah...
be more
curious in the
beautiful things
in life of tomorrow...
play it...kris
thats...jamaican cool
don't get so heated
you...evaporate.
sometimes
you just need to
walk away.
look around yah
notice who's
around yah...
sometimes...there's
some fools
around yah...
that carry there
tools around yah.
& they...
soooo...
anxious to c**k
there hammers back...
& let there
rounds maul yah...
now death
is callin yah.
while you marinate
the street.
& you try to
put your insides
back inside...
hoping you don't
find yourself...
resting in peace.
little moma
watch how you dress.
check the thermostat
its...not that
DAMN HOT...
to have
so much exsposed.
I don't need
to know
if you got a
innie or a outie
or how far
that stretch
mark goes...
put on some clothes.
there's some...
demons around yah.
that want
to get underneath
your undergarments
& port there
sea men inside
the dock
of your bay...
it...
just looks as though
& it seems as though...
we had more
pride in our clothes
when we wore...
chains.
so...
we all
need to be
more cautious...
more aware...
adjust our radar
raise them antennae's
&...
look around yah
notice who's
around yah
sometimes...
there's some fools
around yah
before...
there tools
of destruction...
destroy
you...
4 fingers an a pen poetry...