Hideous streets

These streets breaths in silence
And writes us all in sentence
Forever chained in this corners
With code names,I swear you don't want to see these hideous streets come to live at night

These streets are covered
With dark blankets with
Blood stains of fallen street
Soldiers that died with open
Wounds from war zones
In these streets

These streets has eyes that
Cries pain suffered by every
Mother and Sister and all
The brothers that put their
Hearts and souls to these streets

These streets are filled with
Scars of knifes that have been
Stuck behind a real n**ga's backs
Oh!my God this streets are hideous

These streets got an addiction
That just won't were off
Because nothing replaces that
Moment and feeling you get
When you burn trees that never
Go on fire but the smoke forever keeps
You happy. These streets have crash on
powders that clears your view on life like a high definition God damn these streets are just to hideous

These streets has flashes with images
Drawn like pages symbolising the
Art of life that very true artist has
Portrait in their journey.

These streets got empty heads
That got legs running around
Hustling just to feet the addiction
Of these streets
I swear to God that not even a
True thug has the balls to face
This hideous face of the street alone

Because these streets are more dangerous
Than we think,they drink young blood
To stay strong and appealing to
The eye of every power hungry soul and vulnerable money seekers coding each one and preparing each one for the war which takes place night after night and day after day

Be careful when you out in these streets
Because n**gas start hating when
You choose to walk a different path that these streets will never approve of you.
These streets breaths in silence
And writes us all in sentence
Forever chained in this corners
With code names,I swear you don't want to see these hideous streets come to live at night

These streets are covered
With dark blankets with
Blood stains of fallen street
Soldiers that died with open
Wounds from war zones
In these streets

These streets has eyes that
Cries pain suffered by every
Mother and Sister and all
The brothers that put their
Hearts and souls to these streets

These streets are filled with
Scars of knifes that have been
Stuck behind a real n**ga's backs
Oh!my God this streets are hideous

These streets got an addiction
That just won't were off
Because nothing replaces that
Moment and feeling you get
When you burn trees that never
Go on fire but the smoke forever keeps
You happy. These streets have crash on
powders that clears your view on life like a high definition God damn these streets are just to hideous

These streets has flashes with images
Drawn like pages symbolising the
Art of life that very true artist has
Portrait in their journey.

These streets got empty heads
That got legs running around
Hustling just to feet the addiction
Of these streets
I swear to God that not even a
True thug has the balls to face
This hideous face of the street alone

Because these streets are more dangerous
Than we think,they drink young blood
To stay strong and appealing to
The eye of every power hungry soul and vulnerable money seekers coding each one and preparing each one for the war which takes place night after night and day after day

Be careful when you out in these streets
Because n**gas start hating when
You choose to walk a different path that these streets will never approve of - PRINCE MORETSI,South Africa

This poem is about: 
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