Black Poetry : Tumbling in Rhymes

rhymebad

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Tumbling in Rhymes

My rhymes consists of flavor and brisk behavior and twist major
Brains in MC’S heads, soak my hands in water the neighbors
Know I cope with fans and slaughter microphones and order
Domes to be quiet it’s a cell phone riot going on and that’s broader
Than verizon so I’m head strong in a dead zone trying to call
For some chicken wings right now kicking things around yall
All day dealt with fake math now time to take a bath or shower
With power, use Zest Soap, think of the best quotes for an hour
In a dim groove I must improve my rhymes and grow better
And flow clever, never be whack and be a clever act forever
Wreck minds like a technine blasting rounds purely, fasten
And tie down cats securely my stats surely will be crashing
Like falling planes and boiling in flames call the fire truck
Got heated flows like a boxer’s repeated blows strike ears corrupt
Batter doors and scatter metaphors and use a platter to get more
Food, “hey pass the candy yams yall” got strength in my blend
And then have battle against the wind like bird wings and again
Fly the sky, stuff I desire like I wanna puff fire like dragons hurling
Disaster yall better call Merlin the master of Excalibur start twirling
Some magic this could be plumb tragic like hair my art is curling
My voice utter loud when I butter the crowd with verses in the heavens
Cloud disperses so I make it rain like Fat Joe when my stats flow Seven
Eleven ready for a slurpee like Eddie Murphy become a Beverly Hills
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