Black Poetry : these rhymes like a truck carry loads and bury codes when I spin my wheels in mud and begin to feel

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  1. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    these rhymes like a truck carry loads and bury codes when
    I spin my wheels in mud and begin to feel the love with a thin
    mind that blend with time and then begin the grind from within
    I be like a tree played around and got weighed down by the fruit
    I bare and my absolute hair is curly need a comb so a brute
    can groom, while I stand in my room trying to look cute
    so yo if I parade with stats I'm afraid that under the circumstances
    could hurt my chances of becoming good choice for romances
    life is extreme need a big score overall and between me and yall
    and these four walls that's hard to do
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    say dat bruh ! it can get hard between them walls
     
  3. rhymebad

    rhymebad Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thanks for the props rich
     
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