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  1. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Rock It Don't Stop It

    Rock it Don't Stop It rolling in my pit not giving a **** quick to become undone out having a bit of fun excuse me but this jam has to rhyme as I bust up the tempo from behind back in the city looking at girls so very pretty fast cars with local bars falling apart with the tears cheap beers...
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    Black Poetry : Bring Back Love (INSPIRED BY BARRY WHITE)

    Love is like a plant that grows into a lovely Flower from the sunshine of a smile, a tender Touch or an unspoken word, and is given water And nourished by the tears of joy and sorrow Love is the sharing of life with all its hopes and dreams, Joys and heartaches, successes and failures Love is...
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    Black Poetry : The Artist 2

    The Artist 2 like a painting to an artist the canvas in full view of self to be in the moment like a distant pier succumb to the shedding of a single tear one can become anything they wish to be in the moment sealed with a kiss life can seemingly fall under your feet if one is not equipped...
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    Black Poetry : Cascading Metaphors

    Cascading Metaphors A perpetual stream of sacred consciousness flowing ever and ever beyond planets and stars and even plenty of universe. beacon of light to a hurting world in seek of solace to delve into one's emotions a challenge to be free is a question of time my one solution is using my...
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    Black Poetry : Let Freedom Ring

    why should we worry in a world in such a hurry present them with truth & they change the story like Martin Luther King let freedom in lest we begin again Freedom is so sweet when people meet to share the good news of hugs with kisses with the long ago misses front porch swings Freedom rings...
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    Black Poetry : a rapper is shot a martyr is born

    for one more day she would like to stay sailing down the Summers day where she and fish gale smiling tall and strong she slips along I sang for her a song when the Summer end we will rest again cologne, Irish tweed caps & old watches I write with the pen that swoons with ease a steady diet...
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    Black Poetry : Jesus Rap

    who do you think you are we had it made in our sin until the day you came in you came to us as a little baby in the manger leading others out of danger rap through the rhyme for the rhyme with the reason we see you in the changing of the season Godly man I am happiness is my pursuit so...
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    Black Poetry : Tale of the little fairy

    I found a little fairy someone had discarded on the ground. I picked her up put her in my pocket. Never again will she be alone. She can now sit on my desk as she has found a new home. If I have, any wishes I hope she will grant them to me. This little fairy I found someone had...
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    Black Poetry : Peeps Need To Stay Strong!!! (I Cor. 10 vs 13)

    all right drop the beats got this fire burning hotter inside of me don't want to get the best of me sitting here drinking my forty why should I worry everything today's a joke including the pope so why we faint taking to long to watch paint dry you catch me on the fly got these dope rhymes...
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    Black Poetry : Flirtin With Fire ( Blowin It Up !!)

    flirting with fire blowin it up in the most earnest desire her perfume was led to basement blues remove those shoes bask in the news then you will se a falsified game of reality in society we got hidden games you see with peeps working on their degree come carry me through the philosphical...
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    Black Poetry : Secret Lover

    https://youtu.be/Oe2UXqFo0DY Secret Lover she was my own at last just her & I feelings of love filled up my soul when I looked deep into her eyes it is then I could see a future together only anothe phone call rings at every Thursday morn this was my other girl sending quite a thrill...
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    Black Poetry : The Soda Pop King

    arm my with harmony as I take it to society my homeboy got capped in the knee virtuoso cause I'm taking it to the limit Vanity was Prince's girl who was a queen Nas, Outcast & Drake never are a fake but make no mistake brothers are the master sandblasters where everybody's after shout...
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    Black Poetry : I'm A Work In Process

    through humiliation in every vested situation I'm learning to think things through in life i have been battered, broken & torn some have suggested to kiss the very day I was born lukewarm I need to return to my first love sent from the given hand from God above its not enough to say the...
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    Black Poetry : Get Back To The Basics

    get back to the basics busting fat laces running the bases it used to be cool to obey the golden rule yet that went out the door in 64 open the door for your neighbor then you can chill on a different ice cream flavor getting fat beats to the rhyme at the rhyme as a reason in the changing of...
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    Black Poetry : Signs Of The Time

    information politicians in drag Manson is finally dead robots for men more claims of sexual misconduct to explain Beer pongs in college room dorms Fetty Wap making a comeback sign of the times Fat little boy from North Korea Trump in his ivory tower why do we even bother we didn't...
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    Black Poetry : Big Mac Attack

    You think hip hop is a bad *** sound Well, I’m going to take it to the ground You’ve heard the latest and you’ve heard the rest Now you’re going to listen to the best There is a side of hip hop that you don’t know And I’m here to put on the show They say Eminem is the first white To break the...
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    Black Poetry : Burning Fire

    https://youtu.be/CjteoOrh7bo There's a new word on the street that Back in the day we used to pray today you insist it ought not be that way caught up in the mix to dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought see I'm a hustler no I'm not a follower I see gand violence...
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    Black Poetry : Last American Bad ***

    from a young child they were groomed a silver spoon they new not of they were born in the gutter there mother was a whore selling her junk from a trunk in back of the liquor store many moons ago let the truth be told the child grew up wild got a taste of the streets viscous fangs that bite...
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    Black Poetry : Couldn't Have Lived it Any Other Way

    it was years ago let the truth ago when I first existed as a seed then i was formed into a baby yet just maybe I would see things in a sought after vision a nurse held me in her arms saying this child would grow to reach the masses soon after I would grow to become an altar boy what a joy then i...
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    Black Poetry : See More Joy

    for I exist as a vapor then I am no more tranquility with whispers inside the corridor instant gratification to some wonderful personifications we exist as nomadic herdsmen drifting away in the desert Jesus was a sailor when he set forth on the water called out to Peter to meet him further in...
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