Black Poetry : Turning up the flames

rhymebad

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Turning up the flames

Groove holy and move slowly but go faster when I flow
Disaster , try master rap and plaster crap on walls that glow
My thunder rhymes undermines other cats plans my stats stand
In their way, can’t duck my blend and get sucked in as a fan
Got clusters of rhyme that take over buster’s minds and grow
Hairy leaves on trees pure sick and corrupt with a cure for toe
Jam and hiccups, type for hours scripts bloom like white flowers
Hype powers keyboards and mousse clicks my house a sick towers
Renowned and lonely this is founded only in my brain, rain showers
Can’t wash away the filth or the guilt that has built up for years
My spinal rage in its final stage as my vinyl age on my sofa from tears
In the streets at dark the heat from my heart easily catching fire
Dispatching desires of wanting to live, brain latching usally require
Thinking, lot of fleas among us causing species of fungus they bite
My rhymes these scrubs love to suck blood from my verses at night
Some bad **** need to talk to Brad Pitt Interview With a Vampire
This juice is domination a loose combination of flavor and campfire
Search for a Bently just to touch gently as my car and go rigorous
And vigorous at full speed that proceed the speed limit ridiculous
Wearing the worse bling can reverse thing the girls get suspicious
These rhyme may have a fake taste with great haste I wrote this
My quotes brisk like lipton tea, may have fell down hill at risk
 

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