Black Poetry : STUFF HARD

rhymebad

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  1. Can’t figure for the deft of me how I end up at KFC for some
    Finger licking chicken I guess I was plumb sick for some drumsticks so I bought some quick wearing a t-shirt and had to be alert always talk with pride but dang walked outside some dudes with attitudes was waiting with stick up guns they took my drums, felt dumb standing there it’s a-rum-a-bum-bum //
    Where’s my drums started to hum the tune, come noon taste buds numb //
    almost Christmas but it Is what it is, I’m here in VIRGINIA BEACH thumbs //
    UP, plenty creative and many of the natives travel to clubs and babble about //
    Love while I’m on gravel and hugged up wit a chick, quick so hey no doubt //
    Tomorrow makes me bold as sorrow takes ahold no borrowed love for //
    The scold the horror in my soul tells the story is it hell or glory At the bar? //
 

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