Black Poetry : ONPOINT

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  1. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    ON-POINT

    Verses like coffee steam and brew
    Boils hot and usually seem to be true
    When They come into view like bad weather
    Facts remain no end could sad of whatever
    Could be hideous Like black rain and wind
    Have to remember crack rip brain then you begin
    To see things, like purple moons and green men
    wow that’s a sin because life is a steel beam my friend
    Fear extreme when crime appear on the scene have to duck a lot
    Of buck shots jingle bell oh hell these shotgun shells must stop
    My words strange and they urged on by shouts of approval through
    Yall replies and like wings they all flies good try be hood and true
    When writing I have to take mess but make requests to escape
    Criticism got legit wisdom why must my pride be crucified with hate?
    Rhyme fire no doubt and now inquire about getting a contract
    Now wetting my contact lens with tears dang how will I comeback
    My task is to uplift and ask for gifts such as Snapple and
    Apples my door remain open while my brain smoking stand
    At burger king my rhymes are like a crime before mankind
    They bad *** reflecting on my mad past my dang background
    Is that of a whack clown didn’t know no better facts went down
    In my file folder now style as a rap soldier shooting lyrics renown
    If my posts whack I must be in close contact with whacko’s so crown
    These drops as good, gain pride as my brain strive to achieve
    Goals and leave the old ways behind so it’s best to believe
    In yourself, like a cockroach got a hot approach when I crawl
    To microphones, they call me the feeble beetle I try eat all
    MC’S and bad crops in HIP HOP I swallow them fleas like
    Hollow trees I got roots but not a nincompoop just not my type
    I feel sorrow just thinking about how I have to deal with tomorrow
    Use a syringe at night but never infringe on the rights of others horror
    Stays in my vision, survived the rest now deprived through death
    Hell arrive at a chess game yelling checkmate inhaled out of breath
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    breathe again ...great piece
     
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    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thanks rich for real