Black Poetry : Cousin Ree Told It

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  1. JNubian

    JNubian Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Yo Daddy
    Ain't really Yo Daddy
    He don't even look like you
    Yo real Daddy
    Live downtown
    I saw him
    I know it's true

    Cause Mamma nem
    Done said it
    On the porch last Sunday nite
    Don't blame me, I'm just saying
    Now stop that
    I ain't tryna fight

    Cause Mamma nem
    Done said it
    Said yo real Daddy
    Ain't no good

    Said all he loves
    Is the bottle
    Don't take care of hisself
    Like he should

    Cause he had all kinda chances
    When he was young
    And free
    But your Mamma
    Coudn't take no more
    So she left him
    When you was three

    Now I'm just saying
    What Mamma nem said
    Don't get mad at me
    Don't cry

    I'll meet you here tomorrow
    You awright? You sure?
    OK
    Goodbye
     
  2. sexe1

    sexe1 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This is an interesting piece. Ghetto Hymns
    I like it. Keep it coming
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    DADDY BE OVA DARE!

    AND TOMOROW BRING JOY COZ MOMMA SAID SO
    SHE BEKNOWING SEE DIS BE ON KEY ........FLOW ON!
     
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