Black Poetry : misled with rhymes but maybe ahead of my time when I study rap and get this muddy crap on microphone

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    misled with rhymes but maybe ahead of my time when
    I study rap and get this muddy crap on microphones then
    it blows up but like a do-nut got a hole in the middle so
    I drink coffee and never think softly about a battle yo
    dang got cattle that go stampede and revamp creed
    and let you read the funk your breed is a skunk need
    your junk to air out no doubt I smell something stink
    flow corrupt when i show up on the spot really on the brink
    of a rap revolution with no solution to avoid this Pretty Boy
    Floyd syndrome, ignore cats and slap them with doormats toy
    with hats even if all of a sudden they become Stetsons enjoy
    these hardcore blues your shoes can be changed to flip-flops
    with a razor and some HIPHOP this stuff cut leather a lots
    at night time cats wanna bite my rhymes and rewrite my lines
    have to fight sometime just to be me awight no nickel and dime
     
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    with a razor and some HIPHOP this stuff cut leather a lots
    at night time cats wanna bite my rhymes and rewrite my lines
    have to fight sometime just to be me awight no nickel and dimes
    on the streets fast at home heat with gas to avoid the smoke
    nuisance, this flow is plain hot although the rain stopped, hope
    for a dry day and try stay on topic and that's the way to drop it
    got change in my pocket rearrange my chocolate gone to the tropics
    but still in Virginia Beach, a sexual shutdown and her butt is round
    and her cupcakes are brown, SO LOOK BOO your breasts on course
    will never become less in force when they collide with my lips the source
    that deliver kisses make a girl shiver and reminisces yelling my name
    and dwelling in flame wet panties will get burnt I've learnt the game
    an affair is constitution but like air pollution it can mess up stuff
    I reject bars that have wrecked cars parked in front had enough
    jalopy vehicle and sloppy nickel not used to repair them can't
    bare slim passion and dim fashion it's hard to really paint
    a picture when my car broke down that can choke a clown
    woke a town with my CD so turn down for what been around
    like 2pac and the Digital Underground
     
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    bare slim passion and dim fashion it's hard to really paint //
    a picture when my car broke down that can choke a clown //
    woke a town with my CD so turn down for what been around //
    like 2pac and the Digital underground, my style today is a mile //
    away from reality but no dumb fatality about to occur best smile //
    your breasts compile milk dress awhile in silk and its on to the bed //
    have the mind of a dancer and must step to find an answer instead //
    of living lop-side there's no hot pride in that at all yall so we spread //
    cake in my vision have to make a decision and hold a meeting give //
    you a bold greeting in my bedroom my head groomed with tune that live //
    forever, you wanna design a plan then find a man kiss him but this film //
    has played out delayed no doubt but I've stayed about wearing them Tims //
    just in case I can begin to embrace your waist and get that wet tongue //
    boo, love talk soothe minds like a cruise line want butter in away sprung //
    every other day, you a queen of arts by means of charts lets make a clean //
    start by jumping into bed what you say huh? now i got nice quotes and like iceboats //
    the advice floats and drive along strong "rivers of no return" getting spice and hopes //
    my patience prevail thin as I've fail to win you over to my side, tried much love talk //
    that don't seem to work you have cream under your skirt so boo squirt a little and walk //
    away what you say huh?", NAW PLAYER we in Virginia Beach and fly and you wanna reach //
    for the sky and get my peach pie any leech will try and hit this after a legit kiss gonna teach //
    them a lessen doe, you uplifts with vocab so you have the gift of gab but my mind drift //
    and grab ideas, doing some mad kissing and had to listen at the same time my game shift //
    online, you look at my waist and hips wanna ride my pony have a safe trip and then //
    my lace get ripped because boys be begging so hard want me to be their girlfriend //
    Virginia Beach boys are really fast on the draw got love talk, class and raw jest spin //
    a girl's breasts to no end, you wanna taste wine and waste my time because my lace //
    is fine after all the love race is design to trap a girl so yall zap our world with love and grace //
    then hug and embrace and then really get some tongue, be so hot down there no where //
    go but to bed, best duck don't want my breasts sucked and for now my dress not up //
    wanna cover my ears but discover clear words get through and they be wet too, a cup //
    of coffee wait softly while fakes falsely try rap for pie perhaps and lies trap me sometimes //
    they color me bad and boys want butter and glad to get some from this wet one dumb wine //
    mess up my thinking and class got breasts and be sinking fast could drown in milk online //
    walking around in silk I'm brown and built like a coke bottle, so Virginia Beach boys see //
    that and be at my door the next day try for sex but anyway i pay them no mind jest be //
    cool know they wanna bless my school of thought fools get caught on the wrong side //
    and wanna cum along for the ride, got true cleets on my two feet but too sweet to //
    take on a job like this because cake is invloved plus a kiss will need a complete do //
    over, you get to be fine and sincere but still wet behind the ear so don't try front //
    because my cake is superb hard to state in words body has great curves don't stunt //
    I'm a dame and like plain rain this juice dwell on roofs and tells the truth about my wetness //
    and boys wanna get this have to watch my underwear it's thunder down there may regret this //
    boys see I'm sweet jest ducking and "keep on trucking" like EDDIE KENDRICK they be ready //
    to go up in it have tell them to wait a minute, closes my thighs then the roses flies to BETTY //
    BOO, oh you been listening to RAY, GOODMAN AND BROWN you say Im a "Special Lady"?
     
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