Black Poetry : Hood made get good grades never got in trouble that persuades others, on the streets a thug but wanna sweep that under a rug flow galore and know the

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Hood made get good grades
never got in trouble that persuades
others, on the streets a thug
but wanna sweep that under a rug
flow galore and know the score
cats allowed to do things I am not, soar
in the game like eagles on crack
with legal facts flying into feeble acts
call a girl and utter on the celly
“like peanut butter and jelly
we go together boo at the deli
in Walmart this is all part of crazy kiss
we can eat some baby Swiss with this
affair, like salt & pepper I wanna shoop
and whoop there it is booty fruit
SHE SAID ”NAW PLAYER: of course my pie crust is hot
and boys wanna bust my chops
Try get some so I have to duck a lots
this is Black Hip Hop and it remain in
one piece until it reach Virginia Beach
now I'm a KOREAN CHICK a juicy peach
in a mini-skirt, panties and bra”
sometimes be at the WAWA
my hips are round
but had to skip town
a boy ready to chase
my lace from place to place
OK BOO after the bar and grill
we can sit in the car and chill
like the twinkle in your eyes
I sprinkle the skies and your pies
with math and love
before we go on a path to the club