Forgotten Bastard

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My Heart..

Branded with my Bronx badge..

This ass.. Inherited- from the Mother Land..

Bronx B#%ch!

Respect you will give my house OR get the taste slapped out your mouth..

Young Fly & Hungry.. Mommie rules bore me..

Daddies Name he never gave me..

So, F#%k Love .. Pay Me!

Elders left no Rite- Of- Passage..

one of many forgotten bastards..

Such a shame too many have been lost to Crack or Aids..

Their seeds.. Planted in soil Nurtured with fear and Deceit. 

So, who's to blame??

Left on our own.. Lost, fed- up, tired Souls..

Our purpose.. Be the Best..

When life is at its worst.. Read the stars..

Its time to be. The Gods That You Are!