Black Poetry : HE SAID: his luck explode Like a truckload Of dynamite kaboom When a girl got the right perfume then a boy steps into her room The cd helps with a tun

[rhymebad]

HE SAID: his luck explode
Like a truckload
Of dynamite kaboom
When a girl got the right perfume
then a boy steps into her room
The CD helps with a tune
SHE SAID: I have wisdom and wise
All her stuff is systemize
So girl a kiss would surprise
Him one reminisce could rise
Above the rim
She may love him

 

[Bishop]

HE SAID: his luck explode
Like a truckload
Of dynamite kaboom
When a girl got the right perfume
then a boy steps into her room
The CD helps with a tune
SHE SAID: I have wisdom and wise
All her stuff is systemize
So girl a kiss would surprise
Him one reminisce could rise
Above the rim
She may love him

Great imagery!

 

[rhymebad]

THANKS BISHOP APPRECIATE THAT FOR REAL

She may love him
He raps with a ton of soul
But like gun control
It’s not working
When hot a boy is jerking
Up her skirt and be lurking
A boy’s plan is to intrude
With flavor like canned food
She frown and aware
of her panties hot down there
And now it’s hard not to care
She’s a BLACK SOUL SISTA

 

[rhymebad]

She’s a BLACK SOUL SISTA
Her butt smooth and round in a tailored skirt
And like a huge mound of paperwork
She sit on a desk
She may git her breasts
Sucked if she don’t duck
He may just tear it up
Her life hot and bright
Like a spotlight
It do shine
She legit, true and fine
SHE SAID: I’m black and exact

 

[TotalView]

I’m a BLACK SOUL SISTA
in love with a BLACK BOLD MISTA

that’s all I got to say.

(smile)