SOMTHING FOR THE REAL POETS AND INTELECTUALS
"YO I BEEN POSTIN FOR A WHILE HERE AND I GET LITLE TO NO FEEDBACK ALTHOUGH I FEEL IM ONE OF THE MOST CREATIVE AND INNOVATIVE CATS ON THIS PAGE--BUT YO THIS IS SOMTHING FOR THE INTELLEGENT LET ME KNO WUT YOU THINK
IT DOESNT RHYME BUT IF YOU ARE AS SMART AS YOU SAY YOU ARE YOU SHOULD APRRECIATE IT.
When my friends and i were young we were never too much into coffee.
Sure we would take a sip of decaff now amd again but it was nothing major.
But as the years passed we were drinking more and more decaff till we were drinkin it jus about every day.
I remember one day we were passing around the thermous and he says"Man fuck this decaff shit im bout to go to the cafe and get me a cappucino"
We warned him that the cappucino tastes good now but eventually it would drink you.
He says"Yea yall are right im bout to go to my crib change my shirt ill be back in like 5 min."
So we gave him dap and poured another cup.
He returns 2 hours later wearing the same shirt and his breath was reaking of cappucino
We yelled forcefully "man what did we tell you about fukin with that cappucino"
He says"Yall are buggin one time never hurt nobody"
Now we aint no ones parents so we just let him sliiiiiiiiiide.
But 2 weeks later he was once again emitting the foul stench of cappucino
and 5 days after that
and 2 days after that
and the next day
and the next day
To the point where my man was spending so much time at the cafe that we would barely even see him.
He would only come by like once a month
Slap me 5
Sit down for 10 minutes
And try to sell me a broken walk man for $15
I told him i already had a walkman.
He said "How bout this beeper $5"
I said nah
I said nah
I said nah
I gave him $5 and let him keep the fuckin pager
Cause by this point he was living in the alley next to the cafe.
Cause his moms kicked him out for turning their television into a double mocha latte.
He robbed an old lady at the ATM for about 4 grand.
Got himself and an appartment and enough cappucino to last him a week.
But when the beast got a tip at where he was staying it didnt take long for them to find him"
They stand behind his door guns drawn and scream
"POLICE OPEN UP"
They hear a thump so they kick in the door.
Walk in and find HIM laying on the floor.
With coffe on his shirt and an empty glass in his hand.
are u pickin up what im puttin down only for the thinkers an the real minds..
EXPO A.K.A AKIN
shit yeah, i liked that
very inovative and creative
coffe as addictive drugs, or just hard dope, maybe heroin, but I got the message man...LOL..its true what Kaotic said though...you're gonna get some ignorant motherfucka in here saying you're on drugs and just writing bullshit...that was nice man
i cant wait though fer one of the numerous ignorant/stupid/simpleminded people on this board to read this, take you on face value with the coffee thing an think yer a moron.....but this was beutiful, beutifully told, put toghter and the coffee repping fer other addictive materials was dope as hell(though it seemed so censored)
yo, on the real i almost sliiiid right by this post until i read...SOMETHING FOR THE REAL POETS...that got me, i liked the story the way you used the coffee to replace dope or alchohol, me being a dope feind and an alchoholic, am glad i read this...nice drop rhyme or not...
"Rhyme life not words"-Civil Poet
peace to the real poets
Yo i feel you.
your talkin about an addiction you rarely
here about. and im thinkin the coffee on his shirt was like blood, and the empty glass like a gun with an empty clip.
I also got that thing you did with 5, 10, 15.
he was a caffeine dope fiend a "cafiend".
I liked it. if there was any other meaning, i
missed it. good story.