Black Poetry : Travel in the car on gravel very far to babble at the bar house roof got tar paper, hocus pocus got stamina like an auto focus in a camera got hype sn

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Travel in the car on gravel very far
to babble at the bar house roof got tar
paper, hocus pocus got stamina like
an auto focus in a camera got hype
snapshots because he rap hot
have identity scripts that map plots
wears elegant clothes' and cling a girl's
lips get kissed a lot, stuck in the car
just to duck radar then run up in the bar
have identity scripts that map plots
like enemy ship in the vicinity a girl's
lips get kissed a lot, stuck in the car
this affair torn but its airborne like parachutes
a master with crown faster than sound brutes
get had, have bold luck but like an old truck
he's rough around the edge, reality blow up
see a girl and his car has a menu that bright
she jumps in they could ride far into the night
she lives in a boy's arm
and that gives it its charm
girl your thing a legit pink
rather sing sit and think
she got a hot voice
so she's top choice
she's really a bold girl
but her whole world
came crashing down
and he's smashing clowns
go to bed trashing pounds
of love bra strap flashing a town
from the hood with a path to complete
and become a good athlete
now this is Black Hip Hop sweet
and you a red bone so unique
a yellow Soul Sista boys freak
strut butt and boys tongue hung out
they really be sprung no doubt
wanna touch a queen
with such a scheme
that include bed rules
this affair torn but its airborne like parachutes
and have elephant foes
wow TARZAN couldn't swing
wears elegant clothes and cling
to hope, read a review of a book
saw your body boo and was hooked
so actually me TARZAN and you JANE
its bear necessity caught busy
like Walt Disney drinking Crissy
like a grenade got powers
and a cascade of flowers
NAW PLAYER” this schools
boys my skin tone yellow
to take boys to men home is mellow
she write nice but no nightlife
she open her thighs and flames flies
and like crane flies
panties do grow wings
she's a red bone ready to head home
no way she end up in bed alone
she was wit this boy in CHESAPEAKE
breasts unique DJ impress with a beat
they were at WALMART from the street
her math sways over pathways of sweet
numbers, now this is BLACK HIP HOP
eat cucumbers while her HIPS HOP shop
here in CHESAPEAKE was shook a lot
looked at the clock let the rhymes flow
but it was time to go or she probably know
she could miss her flight this boy wanna kiss
all night, his quotes are funk but folks reminisce
got drunk and talked junk, oh a yellow
Soul Sister go through a lot too many fellows
try hit the skin from boys to legit men hello
at Walmart this boy wanna take part
in pushing her cart he wanted cake and smart
he's a winner with a brain he try
entertain by love talk oh my
 

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