Black Poetry : Stalking like Robert Hawkins on a route dim and whack

rhymebad

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Stalking like Robert Hawkins on a route dim and whack
Something about him lacks, attacked a small mall on a maniac
Mission this is not common law in Omaha Nebraska it makes
Me think an air of mystery how did his affair go to blistery hate
The world spin around his girlfriend what happened on twisty dates?
The stress was great time to investigate his E-Mail which prevails
On his girlfriends computer in text messages the mall sales were retails //
Enlarging my renowned fate like margins around lakes
Fakes aches for rhymes and take my lines then use tapes
To stick em on walls sick of them all, primitive like apes
If my plan fail it could land me in jail as a man I prevail
Trying to succeed lying in need of help and life is stale
drown clowns with high water, try slaughter these town fakes
the source of my chapters has forced rappers to backtrack or
face the exact facts of being defeated I’m seeing a heated jar
of these can goods now scan the hood for truth and strip bars
Vex flows are expose to the air rhymes never selected for
Replies always rejected like flies off stink protected my skills
Got a true weapon in a few seconds my TV program will fill
The airways broadcast a fraud *** on prime time many thrills
My jaw dimples are a brisk fake made a simple mistake not
The proper doctor now my words slurred nerves absurd stop
With public speeches my subjets still reaches folks a lots
Mind groove boldly and move slowly like a line of cars
In traffic blind at bars with graphic scars drunk, high like mars
 

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