Black Poetry : I dodge schemes and jump in large streams love to swim above the rim back to hardcore reality before

rhymebad

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I dodge schemes and jump in large streams love to swim above
the rim back to hardcore reality before the fatality even scrub
realize defeat so wise to complete this mission, not a dumb fella
work for UMBRELLA rap with ease now a Japanese girl tele-
phone ring, she was hood a little stood in the middle of the sidewalk
her pride talk loud as folks walk proud and passed her by didn't stalk
it was a mystery facts shocking she wore striped black stockings she
wearing a mini-skirt her body stiff framework boys aim was to be
the one jerk up her skirt while she twerk her eyes scary and alert
the rain pour must try to explain more she stood there folks gave
her a good stare, no love to be and like a mug of tea she was brave
steam from her head some folks deem her dead but she live and behave
motionless as all this is in slow motion no potion can cure her a pure
blur in the middle of the sidewalk, just lace and gravy the street sure
is no place for a lady she revamp her desire as she's turning vampire
the strange rain changed into huge droplets and like used sprockets
her mind turn as her body came to life a party aimed at written dockets
in the UMBRELLA corporation, her lips smoke and now she rips the throat
of an innocent man, violence has a real taste and from a concealed place hopes
by a sniper to target all the zombies heard noise on rooftop the truth on spot
he was attacked and killed wow the UMBRELLA CORPORATION was hot
and being infiltrated by an unknown as shown on the TV cameras this is not
regular “I want troops at all main entries we must stop the enemy and mop
the vicinity with them
---- THE END-------------------------------------------------
have pride and cake bread placed beside my plate this flavor my behavior
give me major attitude when it comes fat food I pushed it away as my pager
was beeping now this is BLACK HIP HOP in VIRGINIA BEACH your
royal ices are like oil prices they rise and fall recognize and never ignore
gas tanks, love is an ironic smash that could lead to an economic crash and
have left gin and tonic on the dash of automobiles and this kill motors plan
to chill in TOYOTAS use manuals to fill my quotas with brake rotors can
stop on a dime I shop sometime at Walmart, rhyme apparatus have devastation
plus status and reputation while in a mini-skirt economy at us with inflation
my breasts are devastation and no hesitation boys come at them when I strut
butt around, now I'm a KOREAN CHICK in VIRGINIA BEACH my luck
is thin because a boy wanna get between me and my boyfriend right here at
DUNKIN DO-NUTS which is a coffee shop and it's awfully hot at night stats
explode as sex load the minds of many that play and have plenty to say hats
off for a cup of coffee and boys wanna rub my butt softly, I'm falsely
accused of making love and taking boys home from the club not bossy
just a straight up chick, flirt around and my mini-skirt down it costly
to go to bed while my lips glow red, boys have a desire phat for
the market look at girls and fire at target have to duck hot in the car
buckshot talk one boy almost had his hand up my dress and want to
suck my breasts tried to pushy him away he grabbed my waist a true
kiss to lips oh I couldn't go anywhere but plenty care was given my
feeling still living but not pealing off my panties by a long shot try
ignore this but the more he kiss oh a KOREAN GIRL go through
a lot in VIRGINIA BEACH” “LOOK BOO we could eat a crew
of dinner here as long as it don't interfere with my appetite may need
a map-light to find my way wanna wine and dine today and proceeding
to take you home and throw you across the bed girl your lips are a bleeding
gloss red and that boo toss my head into the twilight zone can have sex all night long
 
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Psalms
Chapter 11


1 (To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.) In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD'S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.
 

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