Black Poetry : Drop a Little

rhymebad

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Drop a Little

My art is reality marked with immorality and scrub perversion
Leaves my blood surging now in the club urging a surgeon
To operate on my brain to populate my mainframe with
The gift of rap, need luck to plan a situation could be a swift
Corrupt translation of the distinguish English language lift
Microphones, **** hate came and contaminate my brains
And cause my thoughts to become rotten like that lame
Dumb cotton we picked back in the day slave stats are aimed
At black society and a whack variety of white folks have spoiled
Our beliefs in freedom, the constitution is not the solution oil
Is waste in the oceans only taste the motions of success we toil
With the power of change we tower and rearrange our paths recoil
Look a computer is a digital storm that’ll redo the original form
Of text and damage data, avoid quotes not in accord with hopes warm
Dominate in romances, accommodate myself to circumstances
Get deft chances, a girl’s lace is laid like an ace of spade enhances
My card game got a hard on for a dame “girl what your name?” “Francis”
I impress with my looks, need access to books even the best be
Shook when they read the wrong pages and be on stages to see
Renowned fame goes down the drain got playwright like Shakespeare
And fakes fear this; best acknowledge kindness to be sincere here
Garbage is blindness
 

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