Black Poetry : a BLACK SOUL SISTA sweet With her stroll blista the street She’s provided with a gift His flow collided swift With her red lips Her head may slip And


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May 11, 2006
After consideration
To master a bitter nation
With HIP HOP oh a plan wise but alive
Like a franchise it will survive
Oh, a reason wicked.
Is like a season ticket.
It goes to games.
Oh, red lips glows in flames.
Oh, she has breasts went to PHILLY.
And to the best of her ability
She ducks falling in love.
But still calling the club

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