Black Poetry : Get Tired

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  1. MADDRAPPER

    MADDRAPPER Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Get Tired

    Even if I decide to hike and not ride a bike my pride
    Be hype with each step taken, help making my running stride
    And legs stronger, beg no longer for muscles quit the Gym
    Go for long walks have flashbacks of drastic calls for above the rim
    Basketball, slick fame my nickname is Rick James a trooper, trooper unique
    And a super, super freak

    Even with my feet mash roaches and crash approaches like airplanes
    in affairs lame couldn’t stop stupidity it hot humidity with no aims
    so I peel apples and reveal rappers in picture frames with scriptures lame
    just rip ya in the game then mess around with pretty dames
    stuck in an average community with savage opportunity, sad chance to advance
    to success, hell I’m in a trance

    Step brisk but helpless like a prisoner a type listener but it made
    Me bitter got to consider away out pray no doubt but street grenades
    Blow up my path like landmines comes with plans blind so I fade
    Like colors in bleach others try reach me but too late face the blade
    Of failure in this paraphernalia we call life
     
  2. queentswana

    queentswana Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I'm in a trance too...
    I like your writing style...keep popping
     
  3. MADDRAPPER

    MADDRAPPER Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    ALL RIGHT QUEEN THANKS HELL IN A TRANCE
     
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