Black Poetry : HE SAID: never taste crack forever embrace fact went to a race // Track sitting in the stands lots

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  1. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    May 11, 2006
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    HE SAID:
    never taste crack forever embrace fact went to a race //
    Track sitting in the stands lots of fans smirk on my face //
    on track with a strong act but unknown facts mess up my //
    game then test my luck THEN CAME BRONSON I try //
    have game like MAGIC JOHNSON and throw a look away //
    while wearing MJ's like MILLEY CIERUS my girl got a sprung //
    tongue among other things, butter clings to her panties hung //
    on phonics strung out on EBONICS, a clever write in this game //
    is never quite the same, look I'm in a black car at a snack bar blame //
    the munchies for this, chick in a mini-skirt quick with plenty work //
    her hips move while walking love talk script smooth when talking //
    love is a worldly tool while early in school so really I'm chalking //
    up point let luck anoint my path, hot love stems but not above //
    the rim, a beauty with a kiss it is her duty to assist in real hug //
    love affair, so I'm at a Virginia Beach Snack Bar ducking scrubs //
    see a chick have to be quick ready to rap could be a sweaty trap //
    this is a love frenzy and like SPUD MCKENZIE bow! Wow! Perhaps //
    a dog in this, no doubt bold and my hormones out-of-control //
    now I'm a bold lover and a soul brother in VIRGINIA BEACH cold //
    crush groove like a gold rush on the move time to rap to a chick //
    and trap her quick, want unrestrained fun wit this dame no tricks //
    her lipstick blend fine and like GENUWINE all joke aside no phony //
    I want her to “Ride my Pony”, she parade with stats I'm afraid that a stony //
    love affair can occur her hair stir my nerves up and swerve my luck //
    blowing in the wind now knowing when enough is enough so I tuck //
    in my shirt and I'm stuck on her flirt, her gift is stealth and if I left
    I wouldn't get no tongue and her thing is wet some right now deft
    in my love talk no retard lines having a hard times must calm down
    mind stable with pride but not able to decide her bagel wet and brown
    bring yet a pond cake of delight it's a great night snack bar down town
    in VIRGINIA BEACH far as going to her house I'd love the go but first
    the club doe let me put some things in her ear while wearing bling sincere
    at this VIRGINIA BEACH Snack Bar

    LOOK BOO my dome stay on fire and my cell phone gone haywire
    your body known to display desire and it may require love for hire
    I was on the road jiving with a song and driving along when the motor
    went had to get a Toyota for rent now my quotas bent plus I'm a boater
    with a fishing pole and I'm wishing for a bold mermaid to swim and jump
    in my canoe boo and that will be you, I flow for fun but no one into crunk
    would suspect that I wreck hats like a greasy hair do, got plenty bling
    on haven't done anything wrong, facts are phat boo the fact that you cling
    to love and sing in the club got me thinking pie and winking my eye
    NAW PLAYER I have fun with this but run a risk of falling in love then //
    calling from the club for a TAXI CAB boys use waxy vocab to trap when //
    they need some we ignore and proceed dumb into their arms sound an alarm //
    my body is built and in silk and my breasts are spilt milk ends up in a boy's arms
    I'm boss dame and you may have lost the game if you tossed flames in love talk
    my ears burning took years of learning this and earning a kiss walk
    them down, so as I take a look you want cake and shook a firm
    grip on my waist kiss my lips and taste lip gloss as it glows but
    not gonna strip off my clothes, stats soar at how my sexy strut
    play a fat card in that regard cats get scarred when I
    did, I'm hot for days with lot of delays but my panties stays on
    boys want me to drop them here in Virginia Beach and gone
    give them some but I don't live dumb when it comes to boys
    they want cakes to wins sweets and make ends meet plus enjoys
    tongueing and stuff and coming with the huff and puff to break
    bedsprings make me see red things while my head ring my cake
    get sliced while boys roll wet dice to gamble and handle an ace
    play a fat card in that regard cats get scarred when I turn
    and ramble through lace, I got sweet thighs and wet not a trace
    my creek rise and yet plenty fish in the sea but boys wish for me

    I was wit this boy stuff happen plenty quick they'll try any trick
    to get some and many chicks wet here they cum with them slick
    lines one boy told me I was just sweet candies wearing unique
    panties I was so hot down there oh he jest kissed my lips sweet
    we was standing in a Virginia Beach parking lot my body so elite
    I tried to leave the place and couldn't he squeezed my waist call
    me pudding I was wearing a min-skirt and it was almost up fall
    in love in a heartbeat but really this part is sweet he's kinda tall
    his love talk got me against the wall he convince me with all
    the lovy dovy stuff, want me to sit in his car and that'll get me
    to the bar he hope but Ha! Ha! be too dope for that I really see
    through that and try wear a true hat and stay on baby boo stat
    so chill your text is weak wait until next week and try again, my phat
    pie win you over because there is stuff in the club but not enough
    love, you wanna break my code and get cake on the road jest huff
    and puff on the backseat it's whack we meet like this my shoes scuff
    now, boys in Virginia Beach lie and try for pie can't deny that one
    want fish a bigger trout no doubt a girl must figure this out no fun
    being surprised then fleeing with pies and boys will chase lace quick
    ebrace and lick your body, now we in this Virginia Beach parking lot
    body sparkling hot with body glitter party not a quitter starting to plot
    some extreme stuff and my thing just a cream puff, boys want on the spot
    my opinions strongly voiced but the only choice I had was to make love
    since my cake come from the club, a love donnor hug on the corner above
    body no doubt smoking and I'm outspoken a stout token to why I exist
    and boys try kiss my lips I get to twist my hips when I walk and that's brisk
    this boy wanna make his road straight try for a load of cake after he take
    a chicken home and be like QUICKEN LOAN on to the next one and this bake
    a boy's brain,
    Last edited: May 4, 2016