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[aid] => mick
[title] => philly girl
[time] => 2004-10-13 08:22:24
[hometext] => This is my most prized possesion... I love this poem I hope you do too.
[bodytext] => I'm just a Philly girl Livin' in this messed up world. If ya ain't had the pleasure of being there. Then hun, ya never been nowhere. Home is a place I could try and describe. But no matter what's said you not gonna feel the vibe. We got clubs down all the back *** streets. And ya'll know we produce the phattest beats. Freeway - Eve - The Roots. We rock out in Gap hoodies and Timberland boots. So don't mess wit a broad from the iladelph PA. You best believe and listen to what she say. I'm just a Philly girl Livin' in this messed up world. I KNOW i've tasted the best cheese steaks. Pat's or Geno's make no mistake. Lorenzo's Pizza by the slice. Tahitian treat in my concrete paradise. Fly trucks wit hydros that lift, lower, and bounce. The corner store "Cop Shop" where we buy a 40 oz. Sippin' Hypno and Henny in clubs with no names. Gangstas and hustlers just playin' their game. On sidewalk grates homeless lay for the heat , On a bitter sleepless night in my city's streats. I'm just a Philly girl Livin' in this messed up world. Drivin' 95 on highway 95. Not even caring if we arive alive. Cruisin' down Deleware Avenue, Drinking and thinking there's so much to do. Maybe go to a strip bar or the street races. Watch some cars run and end in cop chases. Drive through the city that ain't never gonna sleep That is home to a people that smile, try and weep. I'm just a Philly girl Livin' in this messed up world. I've seen muggings and drive bys. I've seen drug dealers cautious with tired eyes. Tryin' to make just enough ends meat, To keep their babies from beggin' on the street. And in the North East its no disgrace, For some hard drug pusher to slap a girl like me in the face. But lemme tell ya its all good, That's whatcha gotta expect when your a shorty in the hood. I'm just a Philly girl Livin' in this messed up world. Home is sneakers strewn over telephone wires. Its standing outside the Art Museum "drum circle" by bonfires. We smoke Philly blunts when we want to get high. And you can find dope on almost any corner you try. But being a broad in Philly is hard. If ya don't watch your step - destination: graveyard. So I'm just a Philly girl Livin' in this messed up world. We have a culture all of our own. And it is a place I am proud to call home. I'm from the city of "Brotherly Love". And only it holds my heart other than God above. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Rxqueen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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