Are you Gangsta? The realist shit I ever wrote

What is it in the hearts of men. Gender irrelevant. We seek out the body before we seek out the mind. We are bothered not by the major but the simple complications of life. The streets, we drive on is normal to most, but what we see is money and opportunity. We look at crime in no ordinary eyes. We dont get caught because we know how to lose the evidence. Its why the law hates us. They spend millions on us as we spend nothing back in return. We have no personal life but just business. Our personal life is business because our other half shows the rewards of our corporation. Our night time is really the day time. We climb the ladder through connections and secrecy in a bond of tradition meant for selected for a few. Leaders go to you when they cant go to anyone else. We speak nobody talks trying to take the moment for everything it is worth. Its funny how you need us when your own kind wont take care of you. We are bonded in this fraternity by our specialities. We tend not to meet the one complaining. We carry things out because it is a necessity for those that do the right thing to walk on the streets. We carry out business without flaw. We know what goes on behind the scenes, and others just see what we want you to see. We are lawyers by mind seeking out technicalities. Who are you. Are you gangsta? Can you go out on your own but be respected as if a individual is as noteworthy as any gang, mafia, or criminal syndicate. The only real gang is the police because it makes us into gangstas. They charge you in order to make a new record. The charge cant stick so it is dismiss. They spend their time enjoying the fact the charge still shows up. You have to respond to it with lack of regards for their infiltration. You handle them as individuals and not law figures. You get arrested and they take you around the corner and take the handcuffs off. You investigate the abuse of power as a follow up to their survelliance. You are strong and posed to begin another chapter but must finish cleaning up the mess left behind. You are the cleaner. You are a advisor. Nobody approaches you but someone close to you for communication. The garbage men. You take out the trash that others with power dont have the balls to pick up. You dont catch the common cold, because you are constantly sick. You are around the disease every single day. Others are quick to fire and give out pink slips, but you can never be terminated. You see your friends but walk pass as if you do not know them. You are seen in the same places but can walk to the car without someone following you. Families are off limit but this rule is rarely followed. You accept it as grounds for your own retribution if needed. The personal concern you can live through. You drive off no one knows your destination. You are a commoner to those that dont know you. You can walk into any conversation or environment, and not seem like a stranger. You talk to owners not workers. You respond with tribute as it to know what the payment means without interpretation. You dont speak much not even on the phone. You handle face to face to those that you dont know real names. You are the mediater to disputes. You put people focus out of the direct solution, but give 5 different possibilities and results. You give them a choice that was once not a option. You dont have to listen to others but you choose to learn for yourself. This flaw is natural. You know why,because like god quoted in the most famous book. Do not lead into your own interpretation, but who can you learn from. You learn from observation as others put the risk of wheels in motion. Your ears is wide open in a noisy room. You listen to certain conversations without being a part of it. You hear trigger disclosures that turn you on more than sex. Money is the root of all evil, but you know it is a chain of command. You eliminate those surroundings and target your issue. Are you gangsta? Do you see the streets through tunnel vision. Do you talk to new individuals openly or do you give them the worse before you give them the good. You let others learn by being around you, but quick to notice, they need to be on a need to know base. Most dont need to know. They see the simulation but never the real thing. You are the guy that knows how to fly a plane but never been in the cockpit. They can get to the door but they cant come in. You can walk in without a key. You walk pass people speaking to you to only speak to who you need to speak to. You are disrespectful by their minds, and you know it and dont give a fuck. The others are peasants in your endeavor. You cant stand excuses or uncertain words. Probably, not sure, or any ly gives you pause and caution. Are you gangsta. You become paranoid when most think its not a big deal. You vision the future in odd scenarios. You are a guardian without the paper work. God guards you because he gave his only begotten son so that you can have life. You are a part of his plan whether you walk the straight and narrow, or the far and wide. Do you allow anyone to take your order and serve you drinks or do you already have individuals service you only all the way until the order come back. The gangsta walks to the kitchen and finds out who screws up. People that know and dont know you feel only the best is in order to them. You pay the streets better than businesses do. The boss envys your stature. Damn Boss, you are suppose to be running things. You laugh to be sarcastic at their position to be vulnerable. Someone bitch is really your bitch.. Do you ask who made the drink or cook the food. Do you introduce yourself because this is a life altering transaction. Do people ultimatically respect those around you because of who you are, with or without you. Does it turn you on to feel they have to answer for any problem that arises because the most unnotice lack of disrespect gives you no resolve. People around you notice your temper and try to imitate. People try to get away with the little things that you get away with. NO permission necessary it is earned not stolen. You must confront it from the start because others are watching your motive and resolve. Do you just sit there and take it or do you make the motherfucker never make that mistake again. Are you the robin hood to the hood. Do you walk into the club going through the line or going through the vip. Celebrities remember you more than you think about them. You can relate. You do not know them so they still have to be treated as suspect. You still in the VIP. People try to kick you out, but others tell them it is not worth the trouble that can arise. They ask who is in charge and they respond leave it a lone. They no longer look at you as to know that their fear gives you peace. Your eyes hold most conversations. Your body language is all that is necessary. Note the prejudice. A nod a tilt of the head a signal. Only signals for those that need to know for what you want at that time. You are not the life of the party but people wonder who you are. You leave without being notice, but milestones correlate. You are a trophy for the curious to know. Are you gangsta. Can you walk into a hood without a invitation. Your car pulls up with a driver getting out to give you the keys. You originally came with no drama. The unexpected events is the only attention you cause. At that time you are leaving and people get the message. You are measured more by what you do for others than what they do for you. You are a leader but understand the streets. You cant judge because you are far from perfect. Are you gangsta. You give alibys before being a snitch or witness. You keep people out of jail instead of having them make mistakes because of first impression. Your only focus is on knowing who you need to know. Their focus is still trying to get a background that doesnt exist unless you in certain departments. Others dont like resumes and dont need them. You are your own resume. You are your own qualifications. Your credibility has a long history. Your history makes you a legend without question. But you dont need to be talked about because most whisper. Most that whisper are worried to bring up the subject about you unless you are around. They dont know what can be the result, but not knowing is the ultimate surprise to any enemy. They respect how you handle business because you are not loud. Your work can be read in the paper without your name being the headline. Cops know who done it but doesnt have a lead to prosecurte. Are you gangsta? Its nothing gangsta but doing the dumb shit to get caught... What do you see... You see who you want to be but you dont know how to step in those shoes... You cant kill what you dont really know... All you know is that person is respected and dont know why they are respected... You know why once again we are not talked about. We dont get the benefits. You are a hero without a identity for your works. Acting personal is a waste of time. You make no immediate moves over disrespect. You take someone life while living. Death is a priviledge and not a tragedy to those that undermined. You are what you are. You accept it. You are never finish because you crash everytime. It takes years to those that take days to finish your punishment. It is better served slow than in a speedy way. You crash with a new world every single day with new issues and new consequences... You are gangsta... Even the people close to you cant figure out how you are going to arrive at the next location... They just know your prescence is no longer around them, but they daydream of your agenda. They make up what is not really true. The truth is a fact and it can land you where you dont want to be. The confusion is your pillow. You need the truth to be the truth, but without you being indentified as the truth. You are a lie, you are the worse of the worse, but to those that you care about, you are a good earner, and have values. They understand the world you live in is not what they are use to, but know you have to do what you have to do. I give to my family no matter where they are a man without the cameras, videotapes, and audio. It always scrambles and you get the tape. You are after the tape than you are after the video feed. All they do know is I love them. They are your flaw they are your weakness but they get the benefits they get to this day because of what you do. But they dont know what it is. I think this is my way of saying thank you and this is who i am. R.I.P to all those that cant be talked about. I pour liquor for making the world into what it is. We dont have the history to record you contributions to the world, but your memory still resides in others. We are the ghosts. Where is our reward. It is left behind having a better life. It is the main thing we care about. Love.Money.Power.Respect to all those gone but not forgotten. Im glad to know I will never know. It is the way you would have wanted it. L.M.P.R