Black Poetry : Get Wit it

rhymebad

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Get Wit it



My art brisk and have a sharp twist like a curve ball and

This serve all with knowledge from college with a plan

Innovative and creative with significant things on my sleeves

Different bling and on microphones many inferior spills MC’S

Must have superior skills keep my car interior filled with CD’S

Soften my words as their often served on bread even birds fled

When this stuff flocked together stay hot forever to the misled

As for me my art act is like a heart attack cats can’t breathe

Learned that from Fabulous, and some fall to their knees

Need help still proceed except for an occasional rap song

Feel trapped along the edges of life on ledges of strife wrong

In my presence, but feel good as I ever did always been

A clever kid and never slid into crime, that’s a no win

Situation, lame time remains for crimes of the brain no end

Headache, confirmed my plot is clog can learn a lot from

A dog like how to bark in the park at dark then goes dumb

And chew a bone after my crew is gone then prowl to get

Sex piss on trees and howl when it’s complex become a threat

To Tom Cats, drink rum and wine but sometime drinking make

Fools of folks so I’m here to school with quotes but in a lake

Of fakes need tools and a boat, cool enough to float on all this hate



 
twistses my brain, up in the Seven Eleven amazing like the Normady

invasion ready for a slurpee like Eddie Murphy end up in Beverly Hills

doing cop work trying to stop jerks keep my brain and cleverly build

no crown for the wrath love cums around my path take a renown bath

and become a power thug in a shower of suds boo can do the math

“look boo we here at the Seven Eleven got a hot plot that’s demanding

But it’s not outstanding but it’s acceptable and incredible planning

For a date, need you seated with your arms crossed because your

Sexual storm is boss, your body raise some concern emotions soar
 
Sexual storm is boss, your body raise some concern emotions soar

Must come to terms on us dating, my eyes measure your hips as

The pleasure flips like pancakes at IHOPP like Lou Rawls I grip Jazz

Girl your body is sweet butters and I’m ready to compete with others

So boo you’re a cool dame like a coach got rules in your game that butters

My brain ready to make it rain like Fat Joe I let my stats flow need pride

And trust like a housekeeper can’t abide dust, lets ride on the bus and stride

In tune for a date, girl you on my menu like ribs so I continue to live just

To rap to you boo I spent seasons trying to present resons why I must

Have a flower garden and the power is starting to possess me it’s time

To pluck a rose while my luck grows for sex lets go wine and dine?

Girl you stays a queen but there are ways and means to try find

Sex behavior great and I’m in favor of a date you got flavor in your

Cake ready and proper like Betty Crocker and that’s a shocker pour

The sugar”, “ naw player you wanna suck and put my breasts through
 

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