Black Poetry : My words speak,

rhymebad

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My words speak,
heard on streets
like a bird’s beak
peck cats on the head //
With phat threads
right here on the internet so don’t be misled //
This is very sick
and gonna take a heavy stick
to beat it down //
Got both feet on the ground
hear a girl’s voice is a sweet sound //
get butter absurd
when I utter words
of love just clutter a girl’s sky //
like birds so these fly
verbs have wings like REDBULL then I try //
make my opportunity great local
when I communicate vocal
wow //
my slick quotes
are like sick folks
just too ill to speak
then somehow //grab and kill the street
it’s a thrill to meet
domination so come chow //
down on this her major
that twist the behavior
or rap and HIPHOP a lot //
this stuff shatters various matter and get phat greetings
at meeting
hot //
to sip with my lips, Got a backpack
with the exact facts
written on //
paper eat a bundle Of chips with dip, skip the dressing love the song //
now see a girl
there be worlds
of beauty plus she hurls
booty be home //
with just panties on, I’ve peeped enough
on how she keep stuff
in order //
these verbs and phrase
are words of praise
and what I heard will amaze //
a girl, like a whaler at seas
this could be a nailer of sprees
of fish raised //
for bait
I bet this girl got bizaare cakes
and pies takes your eyes for days //
into dream land
her cream in demand
it seems her plan
is like mayonnaise //
stuff goes good on her sandwich so boys are just toys on her doormat //
restricted pies
are like convicted spies
they have a lock and key
and that //shock me
to know that ready to go at landing a date
her body so phat //planning to escape
this party habitat holding hands, she’s wet and able //
ready to set a table
for lace and a kiss
then place her dish
and bagel //
on the tablecloth
so stable and
lick the desserts
so quick to flirt //
and she’s a sick twerk
at the club shake butt
and that’s great luck //
I’ll take a cup of love
hooked up with a corrupt hug
wanna be stuck //
In her grasp tonguing and cumming with the love talk, know how //
We do, she a spicy brown
on icy ground
and I may slip and fall oh wow //
This is twisty and risky but no whisky being drunk off this funk could //
Cause stuff to happen
lots of huff and puff trapping
her with some good //
Kissing, have loco sex
take showers photo next
to the flowers this girl should //
Let me kiss her lips
don’t want to miss the trips
down town but no can do //
Right now, girl a queen wearing blue lotion
ready to set her machine in true //Motion
already cream in her potion,
aroused and amazed
ready to set her //House ablaze
with heat and flame
a sweet dame
with street name
to stir //The pot luck
got a hot butt
with a plot to strut
butt up in clubs she best //
look out
I’m shook no doubt
Will grab cake, shake and break headboards sugguest //
she be cool
I see her in school
a love letter can arrive jest love her breasts //
she model every inch
could write a novel in French
on her mouth //lips so red
and can flip a bed
with her charms
she prefer the arms
of true //
gents, she’s a sea of love
that could be on rug
at home her strut is so new //
to him her perfume a boss smell
the scent come across well
so he think boo //
I’m equipped to give a quick holler
he wants lipstick on his collar
whoopy doo //
lace fine
like a case of wine
can’t erase his mind
busy thinking
dizzy sinking //
into love
but have the menu of love
this is not an ignored matter
stuff linking //like stored data
her body boss with care
like software
a computer thinking //
end up in HOOTER’S drinking
ice tea
it’s nice when she
jest be like winking//
her eyes a smooth dame
wanna remove stains
from her game but he want him //
some sex
and his love talk becomes vex
and complex while in his LEX dim //the lights
has her out on a limb tonight
cake fine can’t
make up her mind //
she wants good luck
she can get stood up
by a hood buck
must find //
away around that the girl is bless, so he wanted to rap EBONICS get a hug //
a female with a load of facts
going down a railrod track
want some chronic love //
HE SAID:
Got my ear to your door
because I wanna hear more
sincere pour a glass //Of wine
you have class and fine
and your body grasp my mind
my task //
Is to get a date
and go for the wet cake
let me bake
it boo, ready for a nice //
Slice of that feel me ? girl I’m from a hardcore city
been before a committee //
Trying to beat a case
after a unique chase
for some lace had to be very witty //
To escape and oh yes the girl’s cake was good, boo you have lace and proud //
And I’m ready to chase clouds
to get to your exciting lightening make loud //
Love across your skies
girl you got boss pies
and soft thighs
in a crowd //
Of folks, able to munch
after I lay a table for lunch
eat your bagel and drink //
Punch like BEYONCE AND NICKI have you feeling yourself can’t think //
A writer and a fighter with a good ear
in the hood sincere
and should fear //
Falling in love
and crawling in the club
begging for me some that can appear //
Tricky and camousflage
and like NICKI MANAQ
giggle fast
jiggle cash
my thing sizzle fast
so throw some mo //
And girl you can dance on a pole
because your romance is bold
pause advance with a goal
to go //
Hold your waist, and like USHER there can be some BEYONCE in here //
got madd luck
boo and that add up
to us going out on a date very sincere //
and may end up home with cake, it’s strange how a menu with butter appear //
to change from one form to another, a lover with soft words must utter it clear //
Must evaluate romance
and calculate my chance
a foul date can enhance my //
Dream, so I pretend to be cool
while my emotions begin to rule
dance and try //
Do the skate
and find my true fate,
girl your facts and flirting
today because //You act a certain
way and it’s hurting my play
as burdens lay
I should pause //
Your lips red luck
give me the heads up
on when you wanna end this in bed //
At the extreme edge
for cream I beg
like SANTA you have a dream sledge red //
And bring toys to boys along with panties and candies that mess with their head //
Dressed for bed
your breasts incred
comb hair impress with dreads //
And a dew rag aligned
while my crew lag behind
as they brag about their rhymes //
Witty with wisdom
and duck gritty criticism
quick to win developed a thick skin //
So no tricks then
I kick in doors with this HIPHOP so I come sick girlfriend //
Have to wait and see
if I can get cake for free
so boo date me
can’t escape //Or flee
from this horniness
may rap corny but bless,
boo want your milk shake //
Body built great,
search to understand you
not much I can do
just kiss, touch and //
Plan to git wit you
so let me hit it boo,
forever boss
so clever and soft
kiss your hand //
Phat and amazed at this stage it’s all proper
so don’t call the doctor
I’m awight //
boo I’m wearing bling
and we could be sharing spring
the trees have green // Shoots
and you’re a queen cute
an absolute desire for boys on an extreme // Search
I dream much about you, seem to touch
my true heart a real beam //
Of light at night
it’ll be a phat delight
to have you there under my bed // Covers
as we discovers new stuff as lovers
got my shoe buffed with KIWI my head //
Strung out
Misled I’m sprung no doubt,
but never a savage phony //
Ready to attend a marriage ceremony got a baby carriage and SONY //
CD so here comes the bride
afterward thumb a ride
head for home //
so boo I’m thinking lips
but have to abandon this sinking ship
girl //
let me float
your wet boat
and get to choke
you with kisses, my world //
could drown in your lake
while going down town for cake
and like EARL //
THE PEARL I wanna lay up and score galore before the game over curl //
You hair with BLUE MAGIC
this is a true tragic
have no girl these days //
Let’s go
to the ghetto
got stuff on my mind your body truly do amaze // me here
and like a stage carreer
a cutie act
with booty in the back
and that blaze //
you’re female, sometimes go to nice club
but a knife of love
hangs over your //
head and chokes
plus slang have misled folks,
so I have galore friends but before // I begin need a kiss
in order to proceed with this
no doubt boo
it’s all about you //
And nobody else
and boo you party by yourself,
girl we can be gone in Hummer //
Just need your phone number
on a piece of paper,
feast on the vapors this summer //
Doomed by Perfume in my room, want luck in an affair
before I cut my hair,
true man //
Need a new plan
and my crew stand
beside me
so boo lets ride and see the land //
From my Corvette or sedan
for butters I thirst
but must think of others first
so take my hand //
It’s not unkind
to have fun with wine
it’ll make your sunshine
in a glass fast //
I’m shook in here
and like the book of year
you turn my pages girl can’t pass //
By you
I try not to
look but I’m hooked like fish on bait
so I wish for cake //
my mind twist around
and like CHRIS BROWN
AND TYGA HAYO //
got a drop top no sunroof or diamond in the back fiber seats the way to go //
a song with flaws
are like strong claws
they scratch your ear
and don’t dispatch // a clear
message, but girl I get sprung
thinking about your wet tongue
your hatch // is open
 

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