Black Poetry : HE SAID Now my coach approach “I can’t do any more sit ups my // Tummy coming apart got me rumbl

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    HE SAID
    Now my coach approach “I can’t do any more sit ups my //
    Tummy coming apart got me rumbling in the dark must try //
    Find some crazy glue coach” come on no pain no gain why//
    Bore me with crap give me one more lap then go home //
    Got a renown thirst but down to earth on my whereabouts //
    And there’s doubt about my skills they kill eardrums out //
    Of clear madness and sincere sadness exist have rhyme //
    And lyrics from mind to spirit online you can hear it time //
    HIP HOP culture shatter structure and matter in situation //
    Is under consideration, so I’m from here back to come near //
    Clubs and hear love cry in my ear and pie can appear, beer //
    On the table, survive with stats and arrive at conclusions here //
    Locate the club and donate to love grow great as a thug that //
    Gave me such a fright too much in my sight to step wrong bat //
    Ping pong and king kong got JESSICA LANGE to thank for a groovy //
    Movie, bein in rigorous disputes are like vigorous roots they usually //
    suck you dry it’s best to duck a lie, this stuff is drastic and hot should //
    Be put in plastic pots is the NBA fantastic on the spot? knock on wood //
    My words dominate as verbs accommodate my speech as i try reach //
    Folks with dope messages and hope stretches the world and teach //
    BLACK HIP HOP dread heads to be cool, this fulfill my mission and thrill my //
    Vision, my heart clever just have to put parts together and will try //
    Write art forever, here in VIRGINIA BEACH a native ill with creative //
    Skills and imagination explosive thoughts left fragmentation vegetative //
    Replicating phase separating the performance on stage by actors in plays //
    Tractors nowadays pound the earth as the grounds thirst for many days //
    Without rain a party in a minute but got to “put your body in It” like //
    STEPHANIE MILLS she’s definitely ill, see a chick with booty and now hype //
    It’s my quick duty to speak and like EDIBLE ARRANGEMENTS the girl //
    Got flavor doing the world a favor when she strut that butt and hurl //
    It my way kiss her lips they become sweaty and tender fast and like //
    TEDDY PENDERGRASS have to turn out the lights went to SAM awight //
    Bought nine RIB EYE STEAKS wanna stay at the crib I be great //
    Now I’m at SAM and remain in the same place saw a dame waist //
    Now my aim is lace BATTLEFIELD BOULEVARD is out-front it devastate //
    And regulate traffic cars bumper to bumper on DECEMBER TWENTY THREE //
    Plenty to see wow SANTA at the red light in a drop top with sack any free //
    Tips to pass on? See this girl with lips and class headed home and many be //
    Looking at her hips breasts sweet here in CHESAPEAKE dress unique it’s //
    A new craze and a true phase and CHRISTMAS do amaze folks candles lit //
    Blocking the chimney no stockings are empty a good deal from the hood
    For real must rap to this girl with sex appeal, “SO LOOK BOO it’s all good
    Thought things through I ought to go for the love plus flow with the gusto
    Of getting a girlfriend that’ll make my world spin have an affair with trust yo //
    Your pie crust flow like a PATTI LABELLE Walmart mix for three ninety nine //
    You softly strut I hold a coffee cup soon to be filled end up with time //
    In the bedroom with my head tuned to some sounds even a dumb hound //
    Would hunt this I’m upfront with a kiss, so girl I need tongue so feed me //
    Some, shook and alive my book arrived by mail, pie trail a favor I see //
    need pie to proceed at high speed, sex is best on express to the hotel //
    Nothing dismal here it’s crystal clear my goal is to hold you, lips glow well //
    They give out steady light no flame I’m ready tonight no game? you sweaty //
    the right dame, got shady cake but sweet and it radiate heat like spaghetti //
    Hate to interfere grab a plate we can have dinner here if you toss pie
    I can’t falsify and your lip gloss is fly now I’m a lost guy must try
    Get my head together go to bed or whatever really hard to trust a lie

    SHE SAID: I’m wet and hot but “forget me not” like PATRICE RUSHEN //
    In peace you’re crushing my cherries can’t escape sex just blushing //
    A sudden rush of intense love can convince a club to shut it doors //
    When opening my thighs spreading lace it redden the face of galore //
    Boys really some spicy lovers and like ISLEY BROTHERS be around //
    Talking about who's “That Lady”? Plenty on my mind so “anytime //
    Any place” like JANET JACKSON it’s romantic action so skinny and fine //
    Must be a mistake to trust a boy with my cake instead he’ll take it to
    Bed be naked while my lips red, breasts in a mad situation toward you //
    Express admiration is what we do, live by choice and give voice to BLACK //
    HIP HOP
     
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    I can’t falsify and your lip gloss is fly now I’m a lost guy must try //
    Get my head together go to bed or whatever really hard to trust a lie //
    I shower minds and like power lines produce electricity for the publicity //
    Can’t abuse my sight use the news to write so I’m talking loud simplicity //
    Love talk damage my nerve but manage to observe love in the air //
    being quick and true amazes as i flick through pages read and prepare //
    Unique vapor on a sheet of paper and it smell like ink and well think //
    Of this it’s a mystery every inch how history and French are link //
    To academic subjects no limit to the public, wanna be in it and love it //
    You that female in December that fail to remember that beauty can git //
    To a boy, girl you have butt and booty and I'm struck by your beauty
    Can’t fake will faint for cake one kiss is an area of outstanding duty //
    Demanding your fruity lips girl my duty is to rip your world with each //
    Kiss and teach you to reminisce, body bold and raw like Cole slaw teach //
    And uphold the law on dates for cake at home convince a hug is a strong //
    Sense of love want you to itch in my Ford my dash like a switchboard phone
    With incoming calls, in the backseat we rumbling yall girl you truly wet //
    Like Juliet, a wild dare some child care in the making so give me that baby //
    After all this phat gravy boo your body stats crazy huff and puff just maybe //
    It could happen after some good rapping what you say boo huh? //
    got a dumb thirst you cake is pure just make sure i come //
    First, this is BLACK HIP HOP may have strong arms for the wrong alarm //
    Cut through hate, true cake is on the eight jealous whackness bring harm //
    hot get out the kitchen to sweat itching for skills not a box of lucky charms //
    Robust but no lust your could blow dust on my dating arrangements be calm // LOOK I WAS WIT THIS CHICK wanted to get under her skirt //
    Have fun after my shirt had come undone we could have rum she flirt //
    But none here, in the car everyday not far away from Walmart right //
    Here in Virginia Beach my code got bolder when i pulled over that night //
    To the road shoulder my emotion like oceans came rushing out right //
    Wanna do some crushing tonight no doubt girl blushing on route to //
    The backseat the fact heat the interior, superior CD how girls do //
    True mind boo you fine so check it this is an unexpected compliment //
    I bet your wet bagel is sweet but you unable to speak so dominant //
    Loving jest rubbing your thighs gonna be grubbing your pies, thighs //
    So brown lot of lies around want hot pies by the pound so best realize //
    I sniff my gift before i lift your dress gift bless with juices sexual highs //
    We in VIRGINIA BEACH gonna sniff a lot girl your thing is a gift shop //
    Want a goody bag for my hoody do rag so my crew can brag on the spot //
    You have hot cake and lips girl let me operate your ship all this juice can //
    Float your boat very easy girl you a true queen with a new machine a fan //
    Can pull your lever like a slot machine and get hot cream need a plot and //
    Scheme to get some of this wet honey bun, so the storyline is this territory //
    Is mine your thighs open pies smoking and the vibes a token mandatory” //
    On the CD “NAW PLAYER you have a clever Scheme but never dream to //
    high cream pie can run away and hide so the endeavor could take a crew //
    Of days, you want my treasure so the pleasure from the hood build and I //
    Stood still with good will may escape this act with my cake intact you try //
    My heart hammer just a part of the glamour and art could be grammar //
    In the form of love talk, all my quotes are like small boats with stamina //
    Can withstand the heavy seas are boys ready for these doe? My panties //
    Are hot wet and sweaty began to get ready for bed, in this case candies //
    Are sweeten and eaten, fear my luck stay ready to gear up this is a clear //
    Cut to sex, oh you kiss here and there and now everywhere wow oh dear //
    My lips are red want stripped and in bed really wanna skip this instead //
    Of going all the way oh you seized my lace and squeezed my waist head //
    Going round and round, tried to face the other way too much butter and //
    Lace today oh he embrace my waist anyway had a plenty to say stand //
    Accuse of playing around best staying your ground but I’m so hot down //
    There so I’m softly hot and like a coffee pot I’m filled to the brim hounded //
    By you so you try to get some my thing hot and bold and like a pothole //
    Ready to splash i flirt a lot and like a workshop down there stuff is done, roll //
    In cars, my lips wet and drips of sweat made a pool on the seat at school //
    I’m sweet boys wanna carry my books and become very shook after a cool //
    Tiny kiss without any tongue many are sprung, have to take a cold shower //
    Think we duck the bar now stuck in a car my luck so far is fading no power //
    To resist a kiss now you get my wet tongue can’t take it it’s a naked kind //
    Of love, sex and kiss galore didn’t exist before, HIP HOP of a new crop find //
    My brew is hot like a cup of soup to strut is the fruit of walking, your task //
    Is phat cake and that fascinate me, my corrupt fate is up-to-date I ask //
    My horoscope and tomorrow a dope beginning there’s hope in this ending //
    Your kiss is winning my heart your wetter plan is better than just spending //
    Time trying to knock the boots of a hot cute my body be cake that’s fine //
    And create and design thoughts on your mind I’m caught in a bind //
    Right now, oh this BLACK HIP HOP can attack flip flops and hurt feet //
    It’s a groove storm with an improved form of love talk now a flirt fleet //
    Of girls await with baked cake, comes to love I got a clever packet and //
    Like a leather jacket it’s tough enough to withstand wind really your plan //
    Is to spin my world I guess it begin with the girl when her boyfriend hurl //
    Stuff in her ear, made a quick pledge as a thick hedge block my pearl //
    Vision glasses oh half the men are made from calfskin which is baby leather //
    It’s some crazy weather inside this car right now oh my breasts on fire //
    And you express a strong desire on getting a little even after hot rapping //
    This will not happen

    SHE SAID: I’m wet and hot but “forget me not” like PATRICE RUSHEN //
    In peace you’re crushing my cherries can’t escape sex just blushing //
    A sudden rush of intense love can convince a club to shut it doors //
    When opening my thighs spreading lace it redden the face of galore //
    Boys really some spicy lovers and like ISLEY BROTHERS be around //
    Talking about who's “That Lady”? Plenty on my mind so “anytime //
    Any place” like JANET JACKSON it’s romantic action so PENNY and fine //
    Must be a mistake to trust a boy with my cake instead he’ll take it to
    Bed be naked while my lips red, breasts in a mad situation toward you //
    Express admiration is what we do, live by choice and give voice to BLACK //
    HIP HOP, as a dame strive to remain alive but hear lame jive no facts //
    Most of the time so toast the wine to the host online that drive Cadillac's //
    It’s home in a particular place boys roam want quicker lace, and well //
    I’m alive with pies and it’s televised, correct with pie and electrify and tell //
    Boys to slow down my mind on the go and designed to do so not quick or //
    Fast just a hot chick with class the dot-matrix was hot hatred slow so far //
    Inside my thing pink that’s confirm must think and learn wink my eye // concerned have facts from busters but lackluster too hectic to correct it try //
    My cake is your wish wanna bake my dish and create some ish in the form //
    Of love talk now I am in SAM looking at pecan pie and every man try storm //
    In here to get some, some boys come like high wind and try spin a swarm //
    Of bee stinging words and clinging to curves of my body and jest strip //
    Me with their eyes, oh surprise they want some, they holler script //
    And expect to get a scholarship I swell with my lips read and my body //
    Language is well read boys think I should’ve fell in bed with them, party //
    On the loose and Bacardi turns to juice, look at my lips you’re seeing hazy //
    At home my stats grown turn the key in the door but concerned even more //
    When a boy crept in need help with men feel it burn wheels turn galore //
    And being lazy could blow opportunities emotions grow in communities
    Comes to love I know the creed so no need to interrupt the background //
    Music any girl black or brown can use it, boys have a lame thirst //
    But which came first the chicken or the egg? You’re gonna rehearse //
    Licking my legs before I open them or you could be waiting for a dame //
    That never came I’m mad wet but had not yet made up my mind blame //
    It on my hormones because a chance for romance don’t come along //
    Everyday,
     
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    Listen and that matter, now this is BLACK HIP HOP on wheels, woke //
    Cats up with flip flop deals and that real, above the rim strong and //
    Like a gemstone I shine with fine rhymes right here in homeland //

     
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