G. Trippp

Hometown:

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Statement:

It's damn shame how they think... They'd just do little dirt, and try to wash their hands away. Like their clean again but nobody told them. That the streets everywhere are poison. From taking one lick now the burdens on them to think slick, talk a lot of shit, hold their paints up by grabbing their d*cks... No smiles on the block. Kids have to act like this to accepted, at home they're neglected. No helping hands just extended clips. So who are they respecting the "prostitutes, pimps, or the dealers?" It really doesnt matter they just want to see that 'scrilla. Why chose to get paid by the hour over eight balls of powder. They've mastered that simple math. Plus the love for fast cash. No wonder why your D-boys won't go to class. Their attention span is still stuck on stash. This what my people are to fall victim to, who am I to just stand by. If I wasn't first in class I'll take my position as coach. Only to mentor the youth, to teach them to materialize their fruits. Gods gifts can be used in many ways... Whether to mend the brain or create hands that manifest slayings. Please teach your children to understand what I am saying. If you do not they will take their own brush and ride the wave of pictures they paint, as well as the tangled web they'll weave. Take the time to one more thing please... Help them understand to accept it's OK to just BELIEVE.

Background:

Everywhere I go I write, write, and write some more...

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