Black Poetry : The Flat Tire

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  1. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    The Flat Tire

    Must keep my oil right it’ll spoil my appetite if my motor
    Runs hot, an apostle of free trade but betrayed by a Toyota
    Brakes failed mistakes prevailed ran off the road cost
    A load of money on repairs, nail in my tires had a boss
    Bumper jack doe, a thug with no luck has to loosen all
    The lug nuts before jacking up the car embarrassing yall
    Mack trucks are whack ***** show no love dang near blew
    My car off the jack where's the roadside help problems grew
    The pain and all then the rainfall, folks cold when you stranded
    Its father’s day nobody will bother to stay and help I demanded
    Some peace up in here, tire flat as a pancake don’t understand
    The great rush, speed limit not abided by, no admiration man
    Or beauty to the duty of changing a flat tire has fat desires
    Of not being late for my date, hate this with a passion requires
    Patience and that I don’t have yet won’t grab the cell phone oh
    **** another truck it splashed water, trash could slaughter whoa!
    That was cold and nasty nothing bold and classy about drinking
    Muddy water I’m dumb fella who didn’t bring an umbrella thinking
    Been living corrupt and now giving up may call a wrecker but ****
    That’s eighty dollars they’re crazy scholars for making money I’m up
    In smoke like Cheech and Chong right now
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    why this sound like me all the way ...u really know how to paint a picture
     
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