Black Poetry : DWI (DRIVING WHILE INTOXICATED) SCARES FOLKS

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DWI (DRIVING WHILE INTOXICATED) SCARES FOLKS

Have the type blend that’s like the wind hinder planes
In flight I came to write stealth like B52’s my main
Mission is to drop bombs and stop the dumbs in Hip Hop
On the earth with wisdom but like adverse criticism flip flop
A lots and discourage folks with quotes and even sink boats
Hurt emcees and like dirt and disease be bad for their throats
Best be aware of votes which elect my wrecked rhymes
And direct tech nines in streets so I hustle and collect dimes
And like the graphic plot of a traffic cop I stop at red lights
Just to get my head right and concerned it turned green and bright
Shook and coughed then took off into the night leaving rubber
Like dyes this stuff absorb fibers while I avoid drivers that are lovers
Of alcohol could be trouble for a guy if charged with DWI my brothers
Bold and lost with a hole in my exhaust so I’m exposed to gas
Now busy getting dizzy going to sleep awaken and rose up fast
Flashing candles in my rear view had a beer or two **** this my ***
Manage to escape but it damage my fate as the police cruiser passed
A hood preacher is like a good teacher ask questions about trouble
But sometimes with dumb rhymes fail to make an impression, doubles
The failure rate as crime become paraphanalia and great call the cops
 
Going for Sex

Yall stale flow fail to grow like dead tomato plants
But I continue to exist with a menu bliss like ants
Got my foot in trends hoping to put an end to whackness
Yall been to practice? I await submissively like an actress
These fake scrubs pissing me off as being the type tactless
Pray to sustain stay and remain in church doing a lame search
For answers at bars touch dancers if it’s a fine dame with much
Round butt great like a brown cup cake, step with wishes hoping
She help with kisses,” girl we can sleep deep bodies be smoking
Under steamy wool coochee extremely full of slick juice broken
Bed springs both our heads rings with horny tones and stony moans
And groans” “wait not so fast your words flow pass ears like stones
You wanna go home, all of a sudden you wanna unbutton my mini-
Skirt and do plenty work your **** has become visible I guess any
Girl’s coochee get wet hot and miserable but let me think about
This because your **** is swoll and your plot is bold so no doubt
Your pants is about to suffer a rupture your **** can be a stocking
Stuffer in the culture of sexual Hip Hop I trip a lot while you knocking
The boots” aw girl wanna get you very hot and bury my ****
In the cream pies between your thighs while juice flys apart so stop
Being stuck up, so much to reveal tonight your panties concealed
From my true sight but boo you tight I want candies for real”
 

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