2/16/11

THE GANGSTER PRICE

To you, the gangster homeboy out there in the field of play
You know, there’s another side to consider when you’re out there..

There is a price to pay for all the fame.. for that earned rep.

It’s a hard price to pay.

A price which one day you’ll come face to face..

That’s if you don’t slow down; If you don’t pause and think about the life you lead.

You say that you’re a true loco and it don’t matter what price there is to pay..

You say that you don’t care if a bullet finds you..

That it doesn’t matter if you have to do some hard time..

You know, and pay the price for your crimes.

But you see, you got it all wrong.

You’re thinking about it as if you’re the only one who’ll pay that price..

And that’s alright with you ‘cause you’re down like that.

But it isn’t like that, crazy homeboy..

It isn’t you who will pay the ultimate price for your crimes.

Who cares about you anyways?

If you don’t care, because that’s how hard you became..

And you’re so crazy that you just don’t give a fuck!

Who then pays for your self-centered grandiose ego?

See, you think that by you feeling guilty..

That by you feeling sorrow and remorse..

Or even feel repentant after you commit a crime..

Or that by you getting shot or getting locked up, that you’re paying the price..

In your mind you may feel like you’re making amends; made atonement for your crimes.

Pero chale crazy homeboy; You haven’t even begun to pay the price!

The price for all the blood and tears that you caused still remains outstanding..

Because your crimes live on!

That’s right.

The price wasn’t paid when you got locked up and went away to do solid time..

The price wasn’t liquidated just because you repented and moved on..

Nah crazy homeboy, your gangster times live on!

They live on in so many faces that came in contact with your fucked up life!

Your gangster ass lives on in the lives of all those fools you fucked up..

Those vatos who you shot and stabbed..

You live in the memories of their families..

You live in the memories of their pops and moms..

And you haunt their sleep with nightmares from time to time..

You haunt their thoughts when they think what if?

What if it happens to their next child.. to their other young ones?..

What if they too meet up with a monster like you in their lives?

Will you the monster take away another loved one?

So your bad ass gangster life lives on in those folks lives.

Your crazy vato loco times live on.. take that to the bank!

Affecting so many lives, even after you gave it all up.

You already done the damage to so many souls around you.. in your life’s path.

Your gangster ass lives on with all those homeboys who you backed up so many times..

And now, they too have to pay the price.

Those homeboys you cared so much for and died for you..

They too are still paying that price for you..

Simon, they’re down there in hell getting bum rushed by the demons of their earthly past.

And the ones behind bars, they’re paying with their time..

Their time away from their families, away from their loved ones.

And the ones still out there in the streets, they’re paying the price for you too..

They’re paying with their drug addictions..

They’re paying with their ignorance and lack of opportunity at a meaningful life.

That’s right!

All your road dogs too are paying the price for your gangster life..

Because you weren’t really looking out for them..

Because chale, you were too busy thinking about yourself..

And you were too busy doing wrong..

Thinking you had it all right..

Thinking yourself such a wise guy..

You dumbass!

The world around you, what you cared for most in life..

You destroyed with your gang life!

Your mother’s tears did not break you..

Your babydoll’s love couldn’t change you..

Your little one couldn’t stop you..

And so, they all now pay the price for you, crazy gangster you.

Society pays the price too..

But you don’t care about that, right?

If you don’t care about your own blood, why would anything else matter, right?

Not even GOD caused you to stop and think..

For nothing really mattered to you, because in your stupor..

In your hurt, you had the thoughts..

That you were dealt the wrong cards in this game of life..

So who gives a fuck?

Fuck the enemies.. fuck society.. fuck the man.. fuck everyone and everything..

Those were the thoughts that crossed your mind so many times.

But you never really stopped to think how those you said you cared for pay a price for you..

Yeah that’s right..

The Price?

Those enemies with sheer terror in their eyes that stared at you with when you drove that shank..

Those homeboys in a wheelchair..

Those homeboys locked up..

Those homeboys without a job..

Those homeboys all addicted to drugs..

Those homeboys who o.d..

Those homeboys all shot up..

Those homeboys who never got to see another sunrise..

Those homeboys you failed to steer right..

Those tears your mom cries for you..

Those thoughts your pop's has of having failed you..

Those sad times your ole lady passed alone without you there..

Those lost moments with your child..

Those many young girls bodies you defiled..

Those many dreams you shattered..

Yeah, they’re all a part of the price to be paid..

For your crazy ass gangster times!

1 comment:

ur lady inside said...

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