"Ghetto
Soup" (2002)
by Tik'al Storm Rydah
"Excuse
me", goes ghetto
girl.
"EXCUSE
ME", yells ghetto
girl.
"There's
a virus in my soup, wait-a.
Take this
shyt back & bring me another one."
"Come
back with another solution
to my
sexual revolution."
A-B-C
S-T-D
H-I-V
the alphabet
soup of the new millennium
sexual
illusions
prophylactic
confusion
better wear
dat hat 'fore da rain come down
blowing away
your protection
victimised by
erections
brothas and sistas
we must prepare for the fight
poison milk is coming down
much to that b*tch Medusa's delight
brothas and sistas
we must prepare for the fight
poison milk is coming down
much to that b*tch Medusa's delight
turn your bone to stone
make your mom & pop groan
the weight of
all this pain
onset of
the poison
rain
"HIV
is a scary little thing
I'm so
glad I've found the joy it brings."
said the
sweet, young beautiful project baby
the one who
never lived to be a lady
No more
brainless "thugs"
stompin'
around town in their "Lugz"
no real
direction
yet, TONS of
nasty infection
"hey,
ma... what the deal ?!
my d*ck is
brick
how YOU
feel?
you wanna
suck?
you wanna
f**k?"
this was the
now-hardened seed of Abraham
the one who
really never gave a damn
"suck
my d*ck, you nasty b**ch,
like you
suck his d*ck, you filthy trick..."
"swallow
20,000 viruses
so that
all the medicines in the world can't stop your hurt
infect you
with my l-oooo-ve
so you can
spend the rest of your life looking for comfort"
passing the
virus
brotha to
sista
sista to
brotha
mother to
daughter
"but,
I don't wanna be careful
I gotta
live for the now
n***** lo-ooooove a tight azz
it's all
they know how"
but, self-loathing "n*****" all ways ready
ready to lick
ready to dick
stick out
your tongue
all coated in
thrush
brothaman's
got the infection
and spreads
it to the rest of us
street grime
with a passion
nothing but
dirty-azz batz
putting da
love on da kitty kat
of that, "Damn,
she FAT!!"
mentally-unstable
chickenhead
with the
cancelled WIC check
and now her
time has come
to give birth
like "Stran-JHAY"
the dawning
of her misery
into the
clear light of her day
a child
born to die
to reflect on
life
without even
a try
"Mooo-mmy
why you cryin'?"
"Mooo-mmy
why you dyin'?"
Is that nasty
little cell killing your protection?
Is it time
for your azz to get that next injection?
A-B-C
S-T-D
H-I-V
the alphabet
soup of the new millennium
but, "n*****" ain't learning
"n*****" iz
thug
they all up
in your azz & ain't really trying to hug
"D" & "T"... and that
shorty "E"
all wanna
train you to be a
sl-aaaa-ve to
their rhythms
get you
high... get it in you
f**k her
hard, stereotype thugn****
f**k her
deep, stereotype sp*cn***
Forget about
the times when the slaveowner
had you f**k
your mother
to reproduce
like cattle
3/5ths the
man you once were
voluntary
slavery
that's the
REAL battle
"by
the way, thugn****..."
"check
it out, sp*cn****..."
"before,
you get up an' go..."
"Whas
ya name, baby?
cause I really
truly wanna be ya hoe."
copyright
2002