Black Poetry : Caught in the Drug Circuit

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  1. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Caught in the Drug Circuit

    My script flows even though my lips close they’ll rip foes
    Like broken zippers, my vicinity’s crumbling because oh no
    The enemy is coming its all clear like Paul Revere must ride
    High on a horse storming folks warning quotes and pride
    parade with flavor and paid for my labor like a grenade
    major explosive exists with this, legit star with a guitar serenade
    like Romeo done Juliet, but these quotes wrong for a folk song
    get votes strong on my skill level yeah drink beer never take coke home
    because cocaine leave you loco in the brains with migraines along
    with jail time to do, wanna remain divine and true with a plain dome
    never raped a chick never been an escape convict ask Tommy Lee Jones
    and Wesley Snipes its messy hype to be chased by a US Marshall in zones
    of the city, just fire and calamity get your whole entire talking to undertakers
    Grip vapor on a slip of paper and my script become skyscrapers
    Like the empire state building, a brother lyrical I try taper
    Other material and create another miracle when I write
    Rhymes with tight lines, get all sorts of praises at night
    For my short phrases all right? Chicago labeled the windy city
    Able and plenty witty to travel there one day with a committee
    Entitled Stop The Violence, my plot is to silence the guns at hand
    Flying in the dark with an identifying mark have fun as superman
     
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    is this illusion
    come to tha conclusion
    to make a choice

    tapped into tha
    game
    would death would be my fame
    felt tha guilty stain

    of loves empty depths
    trapped by tha games
    poison

    like prison

    would this be ma fate
    lyrically on some
    cut 'em loose
    ain't no ones hustle

    like hustle and flow
    gotta make ya own 'do
    but ma souls not fa sale
    cuz i been chosen

    tha short mini skirts
    and cuchie exposin
    got in too deep
    but now i'm a prisoner
    talk when you say talk
    walk when you say walk
    over slavery
    mine and your ancestors fought

    break from tha chains
    gotta break free
    i ain't ya puppet
    it's you against me

    cuz you would've laid me out
    slain lifeless on tha street
    pierced my brains with tha bullet
    to make a victim of me...

    listen, i keep on provin
    cuz i peeped you in tha beginning
    camoflauge my intentions and slither out of ya hands...

    feeling ya flowz, like usually.

    DS
     
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    watzinaname Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    What seems like an easy dollar can cause a lifetime of pain. I see ya rhymebad, and good flow back by Desert Storm.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    man u hit key points and realism of truth spoken in vibes
     
  5. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thanks for the responses on this one and that's real yall
     
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