Pants Down Low

Pants Down Low

A Poem by unclecharlie

I wear my pants really low,
Lift my shirt and boxers show,
My shirts are extra big,
That's what Rapper's wear to every Gig,
I know all the new slang,
We have better words the cool and dang,
As I talk my hands move at a high speed,
When you can't understand that's what you read,
I have a gun in my waist band,
Just in case things get out of hand,
Have jewlery that looks like gold,
And it is so I've been told,
People say this just ain't right,
But to be me they don't have to fight,
I got this look by watching TV,
If it's good for them why not for me?

An Uncle Charlie Original

© 2008 unclecharlie


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Added on August 2, 2008

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unclecharlie
unclecharlie

Palm Coast, FL



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Here is just a little about me. I have lived a life of choices and disappointments. Never counting on anyone but myself. I have had lots of alone time and lots of hard knocks. What doesn't kill us wil.. more..

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