Black Poetry : Seeing Stuff For Real

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  1. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Seeing Stuff For Real

    Write strange rhymes but can’t change my mind so I’m a fanatic
    For HIPHOP cause static when I rip shop, microphones are automatic
    My lines deft but I find myself in the fog shook but dogs look up
    To me because I bark art, scratch fleas, close hatch on MC’S corrupt
    My brains are like rains crumble roofs and stumble over the truth
    Suffer damage but manage to pick myself up and hurry off with proof
    Of success, wear hood bling and it’s a good thing to read books and
    Proceed shook trying to figure **** out on a legit route cook up a plan
    My thoughts unbutton clear there is a sudden fear from the awareness
    Of danger I share this with no stranger its a secret who would dare piss
    Me off now? In a party affair leaving a body of air covering a wide space
    Wanna get inside some lace and hold a girl’s waist tight ride and taste
    Her kisses forever and never letting go, this junk is like pump a chump
    System of piping being hindered by drano I surrendered to soprano crunk
    Working with Lil john, ill and calm Yeah! Yeah! Snap your fingers
    Look I have a lame team and we all mainstream we slam dunk swingers
    And **** punk like Kareem did, desinated route, devastated with clout
    Applying theme great while flying between states so yall check it out
    Clowns give donations and our ground location is unknown we foul
    Dudes with altitude yeah! Yeah! Yeah! We mainstream and our style
    Make dames scream

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    I'm clever and clean like a lever on a machine junk i can't handle because punks pull my handle and try gamble you don't win earnings time to begin learning about society got a variety of problems son, pitted particles has knitted articles in our newspapers about uprisings corrupt and surprisining how Egypt survived this could this be the return of Pharoah? right now no strong youth because we put our ideas to the wrong use treat badly on the street sadly we damage our reputation try manage the separation from reality and dream when we should make dream a reality and stop the screams of fatality through our news media the new enclopedias no longer exist it's on computer now
     
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