Black Poetry : Shake A Leg #2

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    Shake A Leg #2

    Listening at platinum HIP HOP and it don’t stop
    It’s on the tip top and of course cream of the crop
    The music steams a lot have a load of strife
    In my thug mode of life but on a road nice
    In the club to get a wet chick have purpose and plan
    blinging like Barnum and Ringling but not a circus man
    Wanna true hug over due for love in an illegal manner
    Scratch my head wearing a feeble blue true bandana
    Want to rub a cutie with booty it’s my duty like Anna
    Nicole behold in Playboy magazines doing the coco cabaña
    See a girl fine back but her mind act sluggish fashion is major
    A brown cutie with a round booty got passion and Flavor
    Lips a boss red want her across a bed, smashing my behavior
    So many facts **** it like the second act of Hamlet my pager
    Is beeping, think she’s about to learn a deft lessen in self possession
    Aggression is my style; profession is wild like animals “so look boo
    I’m shook over you look caught in the club lets talk sex soldier true
    When it comes to bed work my head perk like coffee Boo you delicate
    I’m not celibate your hips a nice shake in that red skirt like Tom Sellick
    I investigate and your breasts are great and the rest is cake and no feud
    Attitude nice my plot maybe rude hope I don’t get chopped and screwed
    Like T-paine he blamed it on the alcohol, pay sixty buck drink dang
    Best policy is let me test your quality while you smelling my cologne
    We can eat food let the phone rang don’t answer while dwelling at home
    Speak the truth being a street youth we could be kissing excelling strong
    While having sex your breast will be the source unless of course you don’t
    Want me to suck them can’t duck them because they poking I really want
    Your bra open so far hoping for some sex let me lube your tight coo-chee
    And I bet your panties are soaked exceptional your thing is very juicy
    I can only think and hope let me drink this coke,” “RHYME loosely
    My coo-chee smoke polluted with juice but never sex secluded
    Produce oceans of emotions these wet dreams get steamed undisputed
    Got me hung in worlds of potions being a young girl with no notions
    On how to control my hormones you a hood squire a good liar use lotions
    But that’s not enough I really got some hot stuff, boys just go crazy begging
    All the time just because I’m tall and fine under mini-skirt, plenty work pledging
    And like ghost busters who you gonna call? It really disturb when boys try curve
    Words and swerve like birds just to fly up under your dress and thunder mess
    With hot **** that is hard to stop a guy ducks His responsibility leave stress
    His gravy cums then the baby comes that’s how the ball bounces yes! yes!
     
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    WOW URBAN ESKIMO AND PREYING MANTIS HAS NO ***** if they did then why are they jacking offs using my rhyme look at white boy PREYING MANTIS sig hell he got all my rhymes in there nobody elses just mine, and DA BIGGEST URBAN ESKIMO is supporting him by not giving me kto priveldge of not having having mail so these white boy has started a conspiracy, even as cowboys these two whiteboys couldn’t sit across a horse’s back they’ll fall out the saddle they have no balance and URBAN ESKIMO is a dump donkey *** anyway that white boy don’t need to be no SUPERMOD hey if you put track shoes on these two white boys they couldn’t run across the road without tripping down FLOJO don’t know these two white idiots right here even if you give these two white boys clown suits they couldn’t fulfil the character of MICKEY MOUSE so PREYING MANTIS is URBAN ESKIMO’S DOG so he’a a DANG WHITE PLUTO in HIPHOP and Walt Disney never even heard of him


    URBAN ESKIMO SUCKS AS THE SUPERMOD OF B-BOYS HE STEAL RHYMES AND LOCK THEM DOWN FROM BLACK FOLKS HE'S TOO STUPID TO WRITE HIS OWN RHYMES

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    upping
     
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    wow somebody responded are you kidding

    : new york USA posted Friday, January 14, 2011 7:56:39 AM
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    Shake A Leg #2

    Listening at platinum HIP HOP and it don’t stop
    It’s on the tip top and of course cream of the crop
    The music steams a lot have a load of strife
    In my thug mode of life but on a road nice
    In the club to get a wet chick have purpose and plan
    blinging like Barnum and Ringling but not a circus man
    Wanna true hug over due for love in an illegal manner
    Scratch my head wearing a feeble blue true bandana
    Want to rub a cutie with booty it’s my duty like Anna
    Nicole behold in Playboy magazines doing the coco cabaña
    See a girl fine back but her mind act sluggish fashion is major
    A brown cutie with a round booty got passion and Flavor
    Lips a boss red want her across a bed, smashing my behavior
    So many facts **** it like the second act of Hamlet my pager
    Is beeping, think she’s about to learn a deft lessen in self possession
    Aggression is my style; profession is wild like animals “so look boo
    I’m shook over you look caught in the club lets talk sex soldier true
    When it comes to bed work my head perk like coffee Boo you delicate
    I’m not celibate your hips a nice shake in that red skirt like Tom Sellick
    I investigate and your breasts are great and the rest is cake and no feud
    Attitude nice my plot maybe rude hope I don’t get chopped and screwed
    Like T-paine he blamed it on the alcohol, pay sixty buck drink dang
    Best policy is let me test your quality while you smelling my cologne
    We can eat food let the phone rang don’t answer while dwelling at home
    Speak the truth being a street youth we could be kissing excelling strong
    While having sex your breast will be the source unless of course you don’t
    Want me to suck them can’t duck them because they poking I really want
    Your bra open so far hoping for some sex let me lube your tight coo-chee
    And I bet your panties are soaked exceptional your thing is very juicy
    I can only think and hope let me drink this coke,” “SHAFT loosely
    My coo-chee smoke polluted with juice but never sex secluded
    Produce oceans of emotions these wet dreams get steamed undisputed
    Got me hung in worlds of potions being a young girl with no notions
    On how to control my hormones you a hood squire a good liar use lotions
    But that’s not enough I really got some hot stuff, boys just go crazy begging
    All the time just because I’m tall and fine under mini-skirt, plenty work pledging
    And like ghost busters who you gonna call? It really disturb when boys try curve
    Words and swerve like birds just to fly up under your dress and thunder mess
    With hot **** that is hard to stop a guy ducks His responsibility leave stress
    His gravy cums then the baby comes that’s how the ball bounces yes! yes!

    Partial IP: 54.210.176

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    Location: bowling green, ky, usa posted Friday, January 14, 2011 8:32:44 AM
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    ****s hot boy keep that fire up
     
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