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"LAST STRAW"
A Billz and P.Y.T Collaboration


  Billz:

Baby I'm home, I had a very long night again,
everything is lookin all blury in my eyes again,
been hangin out wit tha fella's, you know how we do,
jus a lil drinkin baby maybe 1 or 2,
wat are you doin up so late, ain't you sleepy baby,
I know wat you thinkin, no I haven't been out drinkin baby,
so don't trip, les jus talk for a minute,
my legs feelin weak, shit it's hard for me to speak,

  P.Y.T:

baby i'm gettin tired of this
when r u jus gon to stop?
i get tired stayin up till 3 n the morning
worring n wondering if u safe or if u alrite.
u n yo boys are crazy
no telling wat yall be doing this late
i hope it aint wat i think it iz
wen it cum to drinkin u'll do anything..
u already kno u cant control your liquor
n i kno u had more n 1 or 2 drinks save the bullshit

so yea baby lets have a talk
wat else u been doing tonight?
besides drinkin. y yo legs feelin weak?
talk to me explain y i have to go thru
this bullshit everynight.

  Billz:

Look, it's not every nite, it's like every other nite,
and like every other nite, you only wanna fuss and fight,
and my legs are all weak cuz i walked home 2nite,
I don't wanna hear it from you, my car was towed aight,
AND STOP BEIN SO LOUD, B4 YOU WAKE THA LIL ONE,
do you know wat I go through every single day,
listen P.Y, umm, wat tha hellz ya name, P.S.P, P.Y.E, o yea P.Y.T,
and it's not 3 in tha mornin, it's 2:58,
don't we got some liquor round here, I need to talk to you, and get some shit str8,
(((BUUURRRRPPP)))

  P.Y.T:

(deep breath) O HELL NO!!!!
WAIT A MINUTE..
I WOULDN'T HAVE TO FUSS N FIGHT EVERYNITE
IF U JUS CUM HOME LIKE U SUPPOSE TO
INSTEAD STAYIN OUT LATE WIT YA BOYZ
DRINKIN N SHIT
NOW WAT THE FUK
U GOT THE CAR TOWED AWAY.
I'M GETTING FED UP WITH YO SHIT.
N WAT THE HECK U MEAN WAT EVER MY NAME IZ!!!
MY NAME IZ P.Y.T!!!!
(calm voice) N YES BABY WE HAVE SUM LIQUOR N THE CABNET GO GET IT
SO I CAN BUST U N THE HEAD WIT IT!!!!!
I'M TELLIN U
THIS GOING TO HAVE TO STOP
iI DNT KNO Y I PUT UP WIT YO SHIT
(mumble under breath)("watch one nite wen u get home late i'm not gon be here")

  Billz:

YOU SAID WAT!!!!!!!!SAY IT LOUD LIKE YOU PROUD OF IT,
IF YOU EVER RAISE YO VOICE LIKE THAT AT ME AGAIN, THAT CHAIR, I'LL KNOCK YOU OUT OF IT!!!!!!
HIT ME WIT THAT BOTTLE, GURL I WISH YOU WOULD,
I'LL BEAT CHO ASS SO BAD IT'LL WAKE UP THA HOOD,
NOW SEE LOOK WAT CHU DON DID, YOU DUN WOKE UP MY SON,
AND WAT CHU MEAN COME STR8 HOME EVERY NITE, I KNOW THAT YOU MY WIFE,
BUT SHIT, I STILL GOT A LIFE,
AND IF THAS WAT CHU THINKIN, HELL NAW I AIN'T CHEATIN,
WHEN I DRINK, I DRINK WIT THA FELLAS FOR A REASON,
(CALM) YOU KNOW WAT, I AIN'T TRIPPIN, NAW I AIN'T TRIPPIN,
CUZ I KNOW YOU CHEATIN, I'M GON HAVE TO CATCH YOU SLIPPIN,
YOU PLAYIN ME BABY, YEA IT MIGHT BE THA LIQUOR,
BUT YOU PLAYIN ME BABY, AND I KNOW I AIN'T CRAZY,

  P.Y.T:

(yell) JR GO BACK TO BED!!
HOLD ON.... I WISH U WOULD THINK ABOUT PICKIN UP DAT CHAIR
COME ON GO AHEAD HIT ME!!!!
WHAT'S THE REASON Y U DRINK?
(HUH) BILLZ CUM ON TELL ME......
NO I ALREADY KNO Y U DRINK....
U DRINK SO U CAN JUS TALK YO SHIT...
YEP DAP DATS THE REASON


LOL O SO NOW I'M THE ONE CHEATIN
(SLAPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!)
HOW DARE U SAID SUM B S LIKE DAT
U THE ONE CUMIN HOME LATE
NOT ME!!!! O TRUST ME IF I WAS CHEATIN.
I SURE WOULDN'T BE WORRIN ABOUT YO TRIFLIN ASS.
O U JUS PITIFUL....(SHAKING MY HEAD)
LOOK AT U... U BARELY CAN KEEP YO MUTHAFUCKIN EYES OPEN..
LOOK AT ME WHILE I'M TALKIN TO U.....
O U DNT WANT TO LOOK...
OK FUCK IT..
(all n billz face)(EVIL VOICE)I GARANTEE THE NEXT TIME U CUM HOME LATE
ME N JR WON'T BE HERE.....

  Billz:

LISTEN..P, BAKK THA FUCK UP,
DON'T WANNA GET LOCKED UP FOR YOU GETTIN SLAPPED THA FUCK UP,
MATTA FACT, FUCK IT, I'MA PACK MY STUFF UP,
I'M STAYIN AT MY SISTERS HOUSE UNTIL YOU COOL DOWN HUN,
AND DON'T PUT CHO HANDS ON ME AGAIN, YOU NEED TO BOX YASELF OUT,
TAKE IT FROM JADA BABY GURL, YOU DON'T WANT ME TO DO IT, SO GO KNOCK YASELF OUT,
YOU SAID I CAN'T HOLD MY LIQUOR, WELL THAS WAT I'M A BLAME IT ON,
EVEN THOUGH I'M HALF SOBER, I NEED SOME TIME TO THINK THIS OVER,
I'LL BE BAKK 2MORROW NITE, 7:00 SHARP,
(MOCKING A CHILD) LIKE YOU SAID MOM, I'LL BE IN B4 IT'S DARK,

  P.Y.T:

WAT U MEAN TO THINK THIS OVER
WELL GO AHEAD
MAYBE IT'S BEST 4 U 2 JUS LEAVE 4 THE NITE
B4 U SAY SUM MORE BULLSHIT
N MAKE SURE U STAYIN AT YO SISTER HOUSE
N NOT NONE OF DESE HOES HOUSE DAT U CALLED SISTER.

YEA KEEP YO WORD
N BE HERE 7 ON THE DOT
(calm voice)IF U DNT WANT 2 HEAR ME FUSS
(watch as billz walk out the door n slam it)
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Date Submitted: Jun 05, 2007 (06:48 PM)
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comment icon  POEM RESPONSES (1)
Date: 06/05/07 (08:02 PM)
Author: DEATH
Poem Title: LAST STRAW part: 2 (...

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comment icon  COMMENTS (15)
  ~*A R A M I S*...
06/10/07 (04:48 PM) 
Drama!!!! lol this seem like some real life stuff. Yall both probaly been thu it b4. good collabo

  DesirePoetry
06/08/07 (02:24 PM) 
WELL DAMN.....THIS WAS A LONG AZZ POEM....BUT IT KEPT MY INTEREST.....WE GO THROUGH SUM BS DON'T WE.....THEY MAKE YOU WANT TO KNOCK THEM ACROSS THE HEAD WIT A DAMN BOTTLE.....LOL.....GOOD WRITE OG TO PART 2

  REALKISSES
06/08/07 (12:36 PM) 
BILLZ AND PYT THIS WAS BLAZZZIN HOTT YALL FLOWED SO PERFECT AND THE WHOLE CONCEPT IM LUVIN AND I KNOW THERE HAS TO BE A PT 2 COMING YO IM LUVIN THIS A FAV FOR SURE

  Ce-Ce
06/07/07 (03:39 PM) 
Mann...Dis shyt wuz hella comical kidd...Im lovin dis farealz...Yall killed it...I almost 4got dis wuz a collabo...Lmaooo...Mann brah u needa get ya shyt 2geda son...Cummin home drunk n actin up aint no wai ta treat ya lil lady.......N P.Y.T...Sis datz rite...Keep hiz drunkin ass in chek...Work dat bottle gurl!!!...Lmaooo...Im lovin dis farealz...It wuz summin new n hella vizual...Great job yall...Dis wuz lyke a breath of fresh air...Im lovin it

  Poetry'sPrince...
06/07/07 (01:01 PM) 
That shit was HOTTTTTTTT....it was like a small movie as i read it , i was really feeling the low-key "stage directions" good job

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