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This group will be dedicated strictly to anyone involved in the Urban Literature Genre that came from the bottom but are striving to be at the top.

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Latest Activity: Aug 28, 2011

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Comment by Randria Godbolt on August 28, 2011 at 10:17pm
Nati.... I can't believe you are gone. You inspired so many people to make their dreams happen. You were so talented, cocky and about your biz. Cali chicks aren't used to being referred to as "Queens" so that somewhat encouraged me to walk in the ways of one. I <3 you young homie and miss our brief conversations and FB messages from time to time. R.I.P. Nati. 1ove
Comment by Randria Godbolt on December 15, 2010 at 10:52pm

I dwell here to promote reslience and confidence....to anyone whose slept in their car and had to use their coat as a blanket.

The survivors who took bird-baths in the sink at their place of employment before the rest of their co-workers arrived.

To any female who’s slept with a man she couldn’t stand, nevertheless felt a sense of peace because she had a safe place to fall asleep. My niggaz wearin’ hoodies and spittin bops out to serve knocks with their bundles stuffed in their runner’s twots.

To all those who’ve had to hit a fence at the spot where they grind, knowing that the liquor store owner puts up a cool front, but ends up being the same person who dropped a dime and called one-time.

 

Let's continue to show and prove- WE WILL NOT LOSE.

Comment by Randria Godbolt on December 12, 2010 at 4:06pm

Gotta stay on my Grizzly #Cal-Bear 24/7

Comment by Nati Holmes on December 7, 2010 at 4:14pm
YOU ALREADY KNOW ANT.
Comment by Nati Holmes on December 6, 2010 at 6:14pm
For My Dawgs

I'm out here free while you're inside.



Thinking of all the time you facing make me kry.



Kan't forget Prince Kofi. He been walking the yard already for like 25.



Man, this shit is so bugged out.



Some times I question myself like why not me?



The only real niggaz that ever loved me are either dead or not free.



I be sitting here tripping thinking of the days we were walking the yard.



My old head would skool me while he flipped off the guard.



And man....this shit is hard bekause I miss you G.



Miss Krazy K too so now I guess it's just me.



And I didn't even know nothing about LA.



I'm from PA.



But his Brotherly Love was so real that if you're not with it you won't katch what I say.



I miss y'all my niggaz.



I swear to Allah I kry.



Hear the hurt in your voice everytime we talk thinking of how it was inside.



To keep it 100 it was you that would say, "Escape the dumb shit. Go to A.Z. Get away."



When I was down in DC I didn't kare about no chance.



Til you kalled the next week and I looked at life through your lens.



The cold hard facts is that I hate to make friends.



Especially when I know that I already lost before I kan win.



But you skooled me inside and taught me how to be a ridah.



Krazy K showed me the meaning of Death Before Dishonor.



And now they gone.



Plus lil homie got his toe tagged.



Just trying to have a little fun.



When the kops killed my boi he died still holding his gun.



Moreover....I kan't be nothing less than a soldier.



But I kan't imagine living life when I think about how y'alls are over.



Fukkkkkkkkkkkkk!
Comment by anthony whyte on December 6, 2010 at 2:17pm
Let's show the world...
 

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