Black Poetry : Demon Chase #3

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The police escorted this low beast disquised as a man with a wise plan to steal the
Seventh key from me, meanwhile I couldn’t be a slow poke and little of no hope of me
Leaving this town, hunger felt threatened no longer regretting things I have done
Because the demons are the underworld they wander and hurl evil I can’t just run
Have to stand and fight so my plan must be right to hold onto the seventh key
If I try duck everyone will become a by product of evil so I must remain free
Because the evil anoint crews with different points of views but it all equal
The feeble evil I’m competing with everything follows swift into a sequel
Oh this is some great wine but what is his state of mind? I thought to myself
“hey man you look hungry and lonely don’t wanna to be rude you want some stealth
Food? Got a friend with a cafeteria her flavor blend is superior the price is right
A nice delight in my mind I proceed to pray “ok lead the way it’s already night
Hasd a sweaty appetite, they done a big cook we had pig foot so delicious began
To get suspicious took the seventh and hid it under the table the drunk saw my hand
And my raw plan of hiding could be revealed, meanwhile the little girl told the police
How bizaare and whack that a man tried to carjack my daddy’s car and now no peace
The little girl’s statement convinced and persuade the cops all I had was a blade and no
Glock, but now I feel superior at the cafeteria in the correct zone eating neck bone yo
I’m pigging out see a girl heart true and bless in a dark blue dress that caught my eye
She could be my girlfriend galore now the sherrif and the demon came in the door try
Hide, “hold it” my plan was scuffed by handcuffs this was the demon’s desire, fire in
His eyes this diminished my attitude couldn’t finish my food handcuffs are rude begin
To think, the demon speaks he has my key give it to me

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Demon Chase #3

The police escorted this low beast disquised as a man with a wise plan to steal the Seventh key from me, meanwhile I couldn’t be a slow poke and little of no hope of me
Leaving this town, hunger felt threatened no longer regretting things I have done
Because the demons are the underworld they wander and hurl evil I can’t just run
Have to stand and fight so my plan must be right to hold onto the seventh key
If I try duck everyone will become a by product of evil so I must remain free
Because the evil anoint crews with different points of views but it all equal
The feeble evil I’m competing with everything follows swift into a sequel
Oh this is some great wine but what is his state of mind? I thought to myself
“hey man you look hungry and lonely don’t wanna to be rude you want some stealth
Food? Got a friend with a cafeteria her flavor blend is superior the price is right
A nice delight in my mind I proceed to pray “ok lead the way it’s already night
Hasd a sweaty appetite, they done a big cook we had pig foot so delicious began
To get suspicious took the seventh and hid it under the table the drunk saw my hand
And my raw plan of hiding could be revealed, meanwhile the little girl told the police
How bizaare and whack that a man tried to carjack my daddy’s car and now no peace
The little girl’s statement convinced and persuade the cops all I had was a blade and no
Glock, but now I feel superior at the cafeteria in the correct zone eating neck bone yo I’m pigging out see a girl heart true and bless in a dark blue dress that caught my eye
She could be my girlfriend galore now the sherrif and the demon came in the door try
Hide, “hold it” my plan was scuffed by handcuffs this was the demon’s desire, fire in
His eyes this diminished my attitude couldn’t finish my food handcuffs are rude begin
To think, the demon speaks he has my key give it to me

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maymon fresh

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Location: My middle leg love's to make the flock shout...May rhythm live long & pigeon's sing song-SagaSphinx posted Saturday, January 22, 2011 8:10:09 AM
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i the potential in this
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icy-mic

Total Posts: 55
Member Since: 2011
Location: canada posted Sunday, January 23, 2011 10:20:56 PM
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yeah mine, im feeling all the demon chases...if you record them you should make an entire album based off of this story. Keep at it
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*shapeless*

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Location: Bay Area Underground posted Monday, January 24, 2011 3:20:10 AM
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wut the **** just happened to my other "maymon fresh is a menstrating *****" post and YOUr other post ...that was called in that case or some **** that was a dude talking about hot women in the beginning then it turned into a girl writing the lyric about men...???? wtf?

I liked this story line.....or reality...u r different....strange writes like Jexter
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*shapeless*

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Location: Bay Area Underground posted Monday, January 24, 2011 3:21:11 AM
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it's there now....nevrmind...******* computers.
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Dj Skitz

Total Posts: 11
Member Since: 2011
Location: Edmonton, Alberta, Canada posted Monday, January 24, 2011 3:43:13 AM
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what was all that **** about a seventh key man??? i dunno i felt this pieace needed a lil work.. like you got skill it just seems yr wingin threw yr verse too fast... if ya took a lil more time on it woulda been iller... still wasnt bad though... 1
 

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