Black Poetry : Jungle Fever

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    Jungle Fever

    Bored to deft lowered myself down the last few feet shocked
    And renown rocks all around began to understand dropped
    My head soon headed for the lagoon, body wasn’t cool
    It got wetter took off my school sweater couldn’t act a fool
    Tied it to waist needed a guide in this place, today alert
    As my gray shirt stuck to me, sweat started to flow in spurts
    Tons of sun a pale yellow yet wet from sweat I prevailed mellow
    Thinking about an old tale about JELLO want a bowl now so hello
    My skin light colored almost white and buttered stay on the alert
    With a freak hope don’t want a heat stroke drink water from avoid dirt
    My brains frying sound like airplanes flying my head hurts
    Not playing Atari staying on a safari through the jungle
    The sunshine and my gun aligned to shoot a whole bundle
    Of wildlife suspicious in America,, ambigious character as
    A hunter and number one stunter, beating bushes talking jazz
    Walking among creatures and young features of Tarzan swing
    On limbs, onto some hot leads had to chop weeds my knife cling
    Cutting to precision all of a sudden a vision of a bird and it did sing
    “Hi stay on track and find the treasure then enjoy the divine pleasure
    Of being rich” I’m seeing a witch in the background trying to measure
    My pride must hide from her
     
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    Groove strong sometimes proved wrong I lube my chrome
    When I change oil in my car can’t spoil the bazaar with unknown
    Valve taps panic at the site of mechanics they ring my phone
    Mud on my tires I have club desires as a thug this requires
    Concentration to rap to girls and trap them in worlds of sex fires
    Guy with purpose the dance floor a dry surface try bust a move
    Wanna hold a chick closely and stick mostly to bed talk and smooth
    Lipstick kisses inspite of storms the night swarms with squeezing hugs
    Breathing loves, “look boo we can stay cool and obey rules I’ll rub
    You and lay around pool call you a queeny in a bikiniand have tubs
    Of kisses, my plan greedy like a land treaty want master
    Possession after aggression under your skirt not a hot disaster
    If you become pregnant with child bowlegged style can rip plaster
    Off walls when you scream and cream boo
     
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    double dose of doobies .....flow head
     
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    Implanted into a war zone, how did you get there, and how long will the hunter be hunted? Alright now rhymebad.
     
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