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"GS INDUSTRY (POSER ADDICTION)"
  by ASympl3Diamond


*THIS IS NO SUBLIMINAL!! TO ALL THOSE WHO CLAIM TO BE REAL AND STICK BY WHAT THEY SAY BUT THEN WRITE SOME SHIT ABOUT SOMEONE WITH NO NAME...I LAUGH...how bout this ill do what u do for a sec and take a line from yall...IF U FEEL GUILTY ABOUT WHAT I SAY OR GET OFFENDED IM TALKING ABOUT YOU *smiles* good day bitches*

GS...the industry full of deadly disease
more harmful than unprotected sex and beyond far blown than HIV

these mutha fuckas is clickin around this bitch tainted with S.I.I.
subliminally infected ink
thats like placing a bitch in the middle of a fuckin creek sayin
aint no way in hell the trick gon sink!!!
those whom claim to be real drop SHIT with no names
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU SUPPOSE TO BE TALKIN TO?
oops i guess taking shots at those who may not know...its ok

tic tac toe lines over flowing with the songs of mother goose
killin off real poets as they place em in line along side line
hanging from 8 trees 4 by 4 with a barbed wire made noose

you see i..

rather be simple and consistent
instead of rolling with a "sexy dimepiece" name plate
while only having to show my skin just for a fuckin POEM comment

i...

rather talk like me and... not like you

i..

rather shoot off saliva bullets from my mouth
than to be fake and fuckin phony like most of you

i..

rather speak my mind not giving a fuck who i offend

cuss a mutha fucka like me?.... i..

rather drop truth and knowledge than to be charged with W.B.P.I.
(writing bullshit with poetic impersonation)

i..

rather skip pass the stage of roses are fuckin red
with dead violets now black no longer blue

cuss a mutha fucka like me? i..

rather read what causes my mind to wanna fuck the ink of another poet
the shit that leaves me like wow as thoughts creep
as my fingers shake trying to respond before i can even find my pad

i wanna read about struggles and overcoming dreadful obstacles
i wanna read about history, happiness and thoughts that engrave into my brain...
facts and principles

i want my mind to be the screen that showcases your words
i want my voice to be yours as i read aloud in order
for YOUR VOICE TO BE HEARD

however...

i take deep breaths and i... roll my eyes
in order to hold in the disgust that causing them to cry

cuss...gs has come to be polluted with some stank ass funk
niggas and bitches thinkin they droppin hot shit
but my brain waves scream like the mutha fuckas cheated me...

out of some thoughtful shit

the realness is draped with a white sheet
AC aint fuckin with the site no more so mattdog glances at his watch
date of death November 13th 2008
while these pussified mutha fuckas shame page after page with ink...but no art

the real poets whom are left are like the nas's and jayz's
here on gs alone...on respirators
trying

just
.
try
.
ing

to make sure poetry
.
.
.
is able to breathe

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Date Submitted: Nov 13, 2008 (09:17 AM)
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  Yas
12/22/08 (09:23 AM) 
wow you definitely left people with a lot to think on with this piece "but my brainwaves scream like the muthafuckas cheated me out of some thoughtful shit" yeah I know that feeling very well I think we all on this site have come to feel exactly how described within this but as long as poets like you stick around poetry will never die here

  Candice STone
12/15/08 (10:54 AM) 
YOU HAD SOME SHIT TO GET OFF YOUR CHEST ...WELL YUO SAID A MOUTH FULL...GIRL DON'T GET DISCOURAGED BY THE FAKES AND PHONIES JUST DO YOU...BECAUSE I ENJOY STIMULATING MY MIND WITH REAL PEICES OF POETRY...DON'T DROP YA PEN

  LAB **Ms. Cool...
11/17/08 (11:57 AM) 
rather be simple and consistent instead of rolling with a "sexy dimepiece" name plate while only having to show my skin just for a fuckin POEM comment i... rather talk like me and... not like you i.. rather shoot off saliva bullets from my mouth than to be fake and fuckin phony like most of you... oh my goodness!! You just blew my brains out with this one.

  K.A.S. THE LYR...
11/17/08 (05:56 AM) 
..."rather read what causes my mind to wanna fuck the ink of another poet the shit that leaves me like wow as thoughts creep as my fingers shake trying to respond before i can even find my pad "....definitely a fav for me......this was a real expression of trying to stay true to your skill and art...

  Swallowed Scro...
11/14/08 (06:59 PM) 
there are a select few, for me that wield the pen like a sword and you Diamond are one of them- real talk. What i admire most about this is that you didn't come across bitter or narrow minded as most do taking shots, rather, you spoke that truth, kept it objective, made it relatable and brought alot of things to light and some could say that you're always mad about something but with this particular issue, who can't be mad about it? i been saying this for a minute now and so i kind of fell into...
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