Black Poetry : Street Litter sweet and bitter

rhymebad

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Street Litter sweet and bitter

Devastated the hood like cultivated goods everybody got
a mouth full of bread,look we have some odd heads that
say god is dead and Elvis is alive I hurt my pelvis laughing at
that jive, go to vicinities with doom fate as enemies accumulate
some have the identies of roommates no remedies soon hate
grows, screwing around drinking and doing some thinking
a budlight do a thug right so here we go not even blinking
My crazy scriptures are like baby pictures proud fathers
Produce them because my flow exact like Kodak no bothers
In developing it’s cold to avoid Polaroid cameras I’m pretty
Boy floyd with stamina being unemployed is drama nothing witty
“Girl your home grown breasts put strong stress on my mind
Because I wanna kiss your lips watch you twist them hips fine
You a dame bold and my main goal is to gain control of your
Love boo, shook over your smile it took awhile to settle down more
Thoughts flashed my mind started to write trash online adore galore
Want extreme luck but first must clean up before the party start
Have a juicy story about how coo-chee is mandatory from the heart
Required by rule it’s even desired in school, junk funny how you just
A lump of honey I wanna take home and get wet cake alone we must
Do this girl, I’m plentifully stocked first with a hot verse so trust
Me my plot burst into action with a menu of satisfaction and lust
No dumb clout is to come about let me feed you some trout make
You a mermaid red lips prefer a parade in bed grip your waist and take
Off panties cake soft like candies so boo give me a little please
on my knees with strong plees, make your bed fine and will squeeze
you like great of red wines bottles, teach religion but hard to reach
a decision about god not a perfect nation, misinterpretation are preached
look I got a loose check that will produce an effect inside my pocket
when I cash it my dash git filled with green builds my dreams they rocket
“OK RHYME you a hardcore thug and proud but you don’t soar above the clouds
You just wanna make love loud and break the headboards while neighbors crowd
Around banging on the door, wanna whisper talk clout sweet and walk about
the street

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