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Underground eXperts United
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[ 6 Four A - Six Short Poems ] [ By The GNN ]
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6 FOUR A - SIX SHORT POEMS
by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
6
5
4
3
2
one: GUN STREET RAIN
Now it's raining
it is pouring;
and it's just like yesterday;
the cigarettes taste like iron,
and the magician is a whore;
dare devils do blue murder
in the alley by the park
don't wanna go any further
but cannot face the sharks
Now it's raining
it is draining;
and I never leave a trace;
forget a face, no need to
of the dare devils in the park;
no, I've killed enough
it is time, to let them breathe;
but the face of the blue murderers
lets me know just who I am
She is singing
my head is ringing
section A is open again:
for the sharks
and the blue murderers
in the alley by the park;
reading, needing, finding
what side to step on now;
I will go with the blue murderers
because they will tell me who I am
Now it's raining
it is pouring
and it's just like yesterday;
I killed with the blue murderers
in the alley by the park,
hauling ass and maiming time;
kinda seen it all before;
but now I'll love the singer
because my mind is getting sore
Doubts are spread
in my mind
facing them away
I need to cramp the dare devils
but the cracking was the core
tracking down, the piece of heart
I stashed in my brain;
in favor for the gun street girl
not waiting for the rain
two: RENEGADE CLUB
down, down, down
underground, tonight,
playing with crooked
cues, and a twisted car,
hanging in the roof, see
the sun pass the bar;
in the renegade club, tonight
in the colosseum, tonight
green women and red water, down
with the stream to the final
exit; was that a sound?
pass the card and the gun sight,
stay away if you need to survive
from the renegade club, tonight
screaming men and quiet women
guns dancing alone in the dark;
in the colosseum, tonight;
red rover, passing over, but
need not to care: just diamonds,
there are no exits, no doors
to the renegade club, tonight
the train paid us a visit
leaving the usual tip, to
the bartender, blowing his fuse;
drinks taste like energy, indeed;
the chimney opened the trap door, hey;
the other floor; quick! to the unknown,
away from the renegade club, tonight
three: ON THE ROOF
the man is killing his prey
down on the burning streets;
the dogs eat each other
by the blue van down there,
and the cat burglar can see it all
the lies are said with soiled fingers;
the sweet sugar cube is listening
but instead to something else;
words are not heard by the prey,
yes, the cat burglar can hear it all
whispering secrets to each other,
watched from above;
the dogs must not hear a word,
if they want to survive,
but the cat burglar knows it all
the world is such a show to see,
such a scream to hear,
such a pain to encounter,
but nothing to remember,
if you are not the burglar on the roof
if you are not the burglar above
everyone else
four: DEAD ZONE
dark glasses and dark gun;
no one has ever known him;
no one knows his name;
but he knows how to do it;
do what everyone wants to do;
explosion, flash and the end;
drop dead, or drop down;
rise, and scream, confusion;
what happened on this street;
who did what I want to do;
no one stops by death;
there is too much to see;
better just pass by;
and let bygones be bygones;
death does what everyone wants;
death does it all;
what does it matter, a dream;
we all know how it will end;
people live and people die;
but some just have it all;
die like I want to die
five: FINAL DISCOVERY
rise!
stand!
see!
this is not what I wanted
this is not what I expected
everything to be
learn!
work!
life!
is this what really I need
is this how it really goes
fuck you then
slave!
work!
die!
show me the holy contract
that I signed when
I was born into this mess
(just for trust)
last: CRASH FORCE
there is no answer to a trick question
but man, if you fail you will taste
the murder of truth and reality
everything you know or everything
you thought you knew will die below
what shall I do and what should I say
when the car of power stops by my side
nothing to say nothing to do - damn
when the wire is connected to my phone
everything I know is that there will be
beard of law, pale lips of knowledge
elbow bent back and no one to cry
walk this way, talk when I say
wanna know why
this floor is very slippery
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