Black Poetry : Walk down the street

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    Walk down the street
    started to talk to a renown sweet
    have strong //Nerves
    can’t say the wrong words
    love talk roam in herds
    here along //
    The curves and pave
    all my verbs are brave,
    see girls hot and fine //
    But sometimes face a stop sign,
    so I’m lying and trying using my time //
    To pull a chick
    her hair full and thick
    she could pull the wool over my //Eyes Quick,”
    she said “I think the love talk maybe a bit much
    after a legit touch try //Clutch
    my waist so we kissed
    but know this
    can lead to other things time fly //
    By you wanna put your hand on my thigh
    and plan for pie but don’t rely //
    On your intuiitition
    best begin with true recognition
    is more of a do or die //
    and Blue sky
    the limit, oh I’m that girl
    that make phat worlds twirl
    won’t lie //
    Got butt and luck
    and I’m stuck up
    like them trees because boys try get pie” //
    he said “but wait boo
    your cake is true
    and a date could be the boogu-lu wit you,
    so //look boo can’t ignore great love,
    a mistake can mug
    my game and I’ll be below //
    average as a savage, in the hood learned
    to be on good terms
    wit chicks but see slow //
    progress, so boo I wanna be legal like the BEETLES “I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND //
    and my goal is to land
    a date” “naw player after a great talk you think a sex plan //
    should be a cakewalk, I learned to kiss
    and now concern about this
    is it my turn //to reminisce?
    Your voice pound my ear
    can’t horse around must hear
    words firm //
    go to the store and enjoys
    but do have to do ignore boys
    they make more noise //
    than toys, they see
    and start a debate
    and can’t be late for a date
    best poise //
    and think a little
    my thing pink in the middle
    I roam as a peach
    along the beach //
    and look for shells
    my body cook strong oh well,
    and a boy clings like a leech //
    but I’m out of reach
    no doubt boys preach
    and try get them some can’t teach //
    this, look this be funk
    and hard like a tree trunk
    a hood wrecker
    and like a wood- //pecker
    knock holes in stuff
    I’m shock and told you wanna huff and puff,
    should //reconsider, I’m a sincere sweet
    and I hear you speak
    some are lost
    but you come //across
    well and clear so unique, I think you wanna go down town and kiss it //
    be witty in the district of my city, sweet queen
    my streets are clean
    and legit //must take sex precautions
    to avoid exhaustion
    my luck a thrill
    my emotions //uphill
    I’m stuck as this boy fill
    my ears wit love junk
    on dubs pump
    oceans //
    of music love talk in potion I’m about to lose it, so I can’t hop in your ride //
    because your plot could collide with my pies,
    oh boys try every trick in the book //
    to get a chick hooked
    on phonics and Ebonics and that’s so ironic it really took //
    some time to figure this out, have butter and fine
    and some other time
    we may //get together
    really wet weather
    or whatever so I’m a female with fact
    today //so details of my contract
    include marriage
    can’t elude the savage
    emotions //I have inside of me”
    he said “ok boo I surveyed my whip
    and crave for your lips
    potions //Make me come with brave scripts
    boo you a queen with cream kinda like a sex //Machine
    and in this next scene
    I’m suppose to get wit you boo, this not complexed //
    At all, this is part of a stage
    and my heart in rage
    and this could spark a page //
    In a textbook
    and sex look
    good at this point
    a kiss can anoint
    my lips for days //So let me kiss off
    your wet lip gloss
    after I flip some boss
    words and girl no delays //
    Have tongue will cum
    before I will get some, really strung out on your beauty it plays //
    With my mind, girl you wear galore perfume
    and like a store room
    you well stocked //
    I can tell you hot,
    want an affair with gravy
    and like ADRIAN BRONER I’m shocked // hair is wavy
    gonna need my own comb to get through this
    after a true kiss
    your hot Lips are there
    and in my whip I’m aware
    of the backseat, take my bandana off,
    not //Comfy and you not DIANA ROSS
    or a lady that sings the blues, oh how silly of me //
    I’m not BILLY DEE
    eighther,” yeah boo you an extreme dame that’s fine
    to a degree // Somewhere between the brain and mind
    I see us being together my words exact
    heard //The facts
    can’t change my mind
    you have a strange kind
    of love even attract nerds” //
    Got a load of strife
    had to abandon my mode of life
    now on road nice
    like a paved highway //
    Hope to get wet pie today
    from you boo, so I have a carreer here my dear I really try to stay //
    On a path
    with the strong math
    so at home in the bath
    tub we can discuss stuff all day //
    boo I wanna squeeze your waist
    and please your lace
    so lets leave this place
    my drop top //sparking a lot
    its in a parking spot
    and the meter is ticking
    you’ve become sweeter and hot //
    I’m licking some, you probably have pudding in your kiss and I
    Couldn’t resist so you chocolate cake when you drop it I’ll try
    Take a slice I have a sweet tooth and you the complete truth boo
    Roam worldly go home early eat ice cones with the curly top true
    At Dairy Queen have a very extreme appetite I rap and write but who
    You been giving it to girl? “Ah huh! You don’t know do you?”
     
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    I’m licking some, you probably have pudding in your kiss and I
    Couldn’t resist so you chocolate cake when you drop it I’ll try
    Take a slice I have a sweet tooth and you the complete truth boo
    Roam worldly go home early eat ice cones with the curly top true
    At Dairy Queen have a very extreme appetite I rap and write but who
    You been giving it to girl? “Ah huh! You don’t know do you?”

    she said “naw player I’m sweet and brown and that beat down
    boy’s eyes and I know they enjoy pies and wanna toy with vibes, hound
    after this dame like a dragon I master flames and like floods disaster came
    my bed drown, your bling spin and wanna bring an end to horniness and claim
    your spot in my heart but I’m hot and smart can’t stop the art so I’ grooving
    like REUBEN paint pictures and read faint scriptures while thoughts moving
    through my mind, my perfume smell flow best and I know mess but my emotions
    grow less, this is a sweet deal so deep and real and it may involve sex, the stuff
    I learned is funny and knowledge spurns honey you rap right plus you have enough
    Appetite to bite a pie so tonight I try escape but your goal is to jest huff and puff
    And kiss my powder puff like it’s clam chowder and tough love and when you
    Consider the street even the bitter is sweet and every quitter face defeat overdue
    wanna take me to a particular place and try get quicker lace as a female with
    destination on a scale of estimation but prevail in elevation of thought swift
    and boys try lift my dress because my wet butter is thick and yet another chick
    may think different, you eat spinach and spark best finish what you start quick
    and be a hot guy like POPEYE and so on I won’t go along with your plan there
    are those that waste my time because my lace is fine those that chase online aware
    Two kinds of folks those that blind with quotes and those that bind me like ropes
    Because I do my thing well and your name rings a bell, your bling sells no jokes
    About you being Hell on Wheels with the top down git props from towns hopes
    Too high, for me sex could be greater and nice later in life but right now a creator
    Of strife and like a devastator with a knife like JACK THE RIPPER but never a hater
    You have a plot and convinced so stop the nonsense really I need a HIPHOP fence
    Before we end up lip locked because I’m equipped with hot lips but no dense
    Love affairs, in a worldly rage at an early age curly waves in my hair so lets
    Chill with this until we kiss talk and smile then walk a mile have to pay debts
    While I stay wet apparatus and flow in my status quo they could be mad at us
    Doe, you’ll be in the streets tomorrow and that’s sweet sorrow so really it’s trust
    To a party down production in a town of corruption astound with action of pie crust
    It’s a butter dimension as sex is the mother of inventions and for real lies are thrust
    In my ear and I must hear because boys be begging for some and it’s really lust
    But girls can’t fuss about that, because deserver self respect even though their
    words are a deft wreck sometime boys have fun down there but they're unaware
    of what can happen after rapping they’re a master at trapping I just stare

    HE SAID:
    Comes to HIPHOP got style up in it rhymes come a mile a minute //
    My Ebonics prevail on a diatonic scale in contests and must win it //
    With a series of known words and have thrown absurd skills in a bit //
    To arouse and can build a house by owning a Hummer and lumber //
    my proper name give me hotter flames got a girl’s cell number //
    they do bold flirts while I do scroll work on love letters to them //
    I’m holding odds and a golden rod like MOSES being above the rim //
    And closing the sea love has chosen me grammar is a freaking storm //
    But in a weaken form very useful, so I trip a lot doing HIPHOP calm //
    My nerves, verbs sometime hairy and resembles a beard and be simple
    And weird in my jaw by law a dimple appeared and SHIRLEY TEMPLE //
    Started to sing, look I wear a feeble bandana in a illegal manner because //
    the tails tied on top plus I ride in a drop and must slow down and pause //
    when I go down town and sometimes apply the brakes tires skid and //
    the fires did burn so I made a U-turn, rip off lids on jars and cans //
    my brain a beast for bold fashion so I cease to control my passion //
    because of ROCAWEAR being on the block and everywhere sea ration //
    have taste and class never waste drink from my glass so I sip with my //
    lips, don’t give a cahoots, live and wear boots my foot in flame and try //
    not to be put to shame, my flow slam like toe jam so like JOHN MADDEN //
    I try TOUGH ACTIN TENACTIN can’t compete with athlete feet sadden //
    Because of that but no flaws in my stats let SANTA CLAUS handle that //
    This is a true day but a few say too much humidity, I’m ready for a kit Kat //
    then do away with stupidity I stay on a committee of HIPHOP cast votes //
    for class quotes as fast smokes come from written papers man get chokes //
    from hidden vapors, create my vibes while cats abate my pride, escape //
    and ride in my car then slide in the bar to pick a chick up and get cake //
    stand confused and abashed plan to use cash to buy drinks and try think //
    body fry on the brink of getting a date and wetting some cake so I wink //
    my eye really think you fly and probably got a pink pie I have no kinks //
    in my game I need to iron out and like a lion out and about being king //
    of beasts and this rap thing never cease and the bling increase this rings //
    a bell, now in a strange rage ready to arrange a stage and stay with facts //
    do a playact and make fakes fear this modern day SHAKESPEARE, packs //
    a power punch eat snacks take and hour for lunch down with OREO snacks //
    keep my perm straight so I terminate curls and that confirm my fate in the world //
    of good hair acceptation, feast on toast to cease the growth of hunger, now see a girl //
    with hips and lips so I plan trips down town, play a slow song can’t go wrong then //
    flow the strong love talk, “ so look boo thunder make me undertake lightening when //
    in a cloudy love affair so howdy let me rub your hair, we hug and a pair of kisses //
    that never misses the lips I hope to huff and puff can never stroke enough FRISKIES //
    is cat food and your stats got me in the mood but how rude of me to say I’m not //
    in love when I am boo and yes mam it’s you toss your salad and ham girl you hot //
    my brain getting schooled but remain cool you dame I drool over and with the right //
    tools can uncover a path to your heart let the math start even a bath spark and ignite //
    fireworks girl I desire you flirt, so boo if my groove unravel it’s time to move or //
    travel and roll smooth on gravel in a drop top even you will approve of a bar //
     
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    It’s a butter dimension as sex is the mother of inventions and for real lies are thrust
    In my ear and I must hear because boys be begging for some and it’s really lust
    But girls can’t fuss about that, because deserver self respect even though their
    words are a deft wreck sometime boys have fun down there but unaware
    of what can happen after rapping they’re a master at trapping I just stare

    HE SAID:
    Comes to HIPHOP got style up in it rhymes come a mile a minute //
    My Ebonics prevail on a diatonic scale in contests and must win it //
    With a series of known words and have thrown absurd skills in a bit //
    To arouse and can build a house by owning a Hummer and lumber //
    my proper name give me hotter flames got a girl’s cell number //
    they do bold flirts while I do scroll work on love letters to them //
    I’m holding odds and a golden rod like MOSES being above the rim //
    And closing the sea love has chosen me grammar is a freaking storm //
    But in a weaken form very useful, so I trip a lot doing HIPHOP calm //
    My nerves, verbs sometime hairy and resembles a beard and be simple
    And weird in my jaw by law a dimple appeared and SHIRLEY TEMPLE //
    Started to sing, look I wear a feeble bandana in a illegal manner because //
    the tails tied on top plus I ride in a drop and must slow down and pause //
    when I go down town and sometimes apply the brakes tires skid and //
    the fires did burn so I made a U-turn, rip off lids on jars and cans //
    my brain a beast for bold fashion so I cease to control my passion //
    because of ROCAWEAR being on the block and everywhere sea ration //
    have taste and class never waste drink from my glass so I sip with my //
    lips, don’t give a cahoots, live and wear boots my foot in flame and try //
    not to be put to shame, my flow slam like toe jam so like JOHN MADDEN //
    I try TOUGH ACTIN TENACTIN can’t compete with athlete feet sadden //
    Because of that but no flaws in my stats let SANTA CLAUS handle that //
    This is a true day but a few say too much humidity, I’m ready for a kit Kat //
    then do away with stupidity I stay on a committee of HIPHOP cast votes //
    for class quotes as fast smokes come from written papers man get chokes //
    from hidden vapors, create my vibes while cats abate my pride, escape //
    and ride in my car then slide in the bar to pick a chick up and get cake //
    stand confused and abashed plan to use cash to buy drinks and try think //
    body fry on the brink of getting a date and wetting some cake so I wink //
    my eye really think you fly and probably got a pink pie I have no kinks //
    in my game I need to iron out and like a lion out and about being king //
    of beasts and this rap thing never cease and the bling increase this rings //
    a bell, now in a strange rage ready to arrange a stage and stay with facts //
    do a playact and make fakes fear this modern day SHAKESPEARE, packs //
    a power punch eat snacks take and hour for lunch down with OREO snacks //
    keep my perm straight so I terminate curls and that confirm my fate in the world //
    of good hair acceptation, feast on toast to cease the growth of hunger, now see a girl //
    with hips and lips so I plan trips down town, play a slow song can’t go wrong then //
    flow the strong love talk, “ so look boo thunder make me undertake lightening when //
    in a cloudy love affair so howdy let me rub your hair, we hug and a pair of kisses //
    that never misses the lips I hope to huff and puff can never stroke enough FRISKIES //
    is cat food and your stats got me in the mood but how rude of me to say I’m not //
    in love when I am boo and yes mam it’s you toss your salad and ham girl you hot //
    my brain getting schooled but remain cool you dame I drool over and with the right //
    tools can uncover a path to your heart let the math start even a bath spark and ignite //
    fireworks girl I desire you flirt, so boo if my groove unravel it’s time to move or //
    travel and roll smooth on gravel in a drop top even you will approve of a bar //
     
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    in a cloudy love affair so howdy let me rub your hair, we hug and a pair of kisses //
    that never misses the lips I hope to huff and puff can never stroke enough FRISKIES //
    is cat food and your stats got me in the mood but how rude of me to say I’m not //
    in love when I am boo and yes mam it’s you toss your salad and ham girl you hot //
    my brain getting schooled but remain cool you dame I drool over and with the right //
    tools can uncover a path to your heart let the math start even a bath spark and ignite //
    fireworks girl I desire you flirt, so boo if my groove unravel it’s time to move or //
    travel and roll smooth on gravel in a drop top even you will approve of a bar //


    SHE SAID:
    “naw player you utter ballistic and wanna butter my biscuit and proceed to //
    Kiss it I need for you to miss, so I can escape you want me to tongue feed you //
    Just because I’m in a mini-skirt still have to do plenty work to get this one //
    Wet kiss don’t git it a bit, you wanna be serving while I shop around for fun //
    Then be driving with the top down under the sun, you pursue love through //
    the club and your crew is what I call thugs but you want all hugs I will do //
    no such thing you wear too much bling, wanna touch and ring my doorbell //
    words circulate you heard I got perfect cake it’s worth it to take one more smell //
    I’m flirting affection in a certain direction and it’s not the bedroom, KABOOM! //
    That surprised you because you want an affair today but your stairway is doomed //
    Your love talk failed a bit so you couldn’t nail it, you want part of my cake that’s //
    An absurd start to articulate words, far as sex plenty there can’t go anywhere at //
    All my stats tall but about to fall in love, it begin here and in your ear you utter //
    Things, butter clings to my panties and they pink, can’t say or think? This smother //
    My thoughts my thing smoking and aroused can’t open my mouth oh I think //
    You want some because I’m a hot dame but I’m not a brain knowledge shrink //
    When a boy strive for cake he can’t afford to arrive late for a date but I can become //
    Live bait because you’re fishing for a chick and wishing for quick result not dumb //
    Can figure even bigger things out plus this could bring about a date I really hate //
    Being on the wet end, yet when time for sex it’s always a nickel and dime debate //
    Later I hope to text if this end up being some dope sex which could cope complex //
    With my emotions causing oceans of wetness, this could be a sweaty affair and vexed //
    But a teddy bear is next for my birthday and you thirst to play with my lips and stuff //
    I stay in doubt and this could play out to be something big you dig? Or just a bluff //
    Got a map but alarmed you wanna wrap your arms around my waist and then go //
    Downtown to my lace, make sandwich with bread and manage to get ahead oh no //
    Peanut butter and jelly is what it is, quick it stick to the top of my mouth and I //
    Be hot in the house I try not to arouse my taste buds, my waist get hugs really try //
    Escape but my cake is up for grabs, one kiss the body heat double nothing but //
    Deep trouble, this is office work and like a secretary I’m shook need to go strut //
    To library for a book, read a page don’t need the rage and proceed to behave like //
    A queen so I be hype with cream speak on the mike and scream, crave for a bike //
    With peddles, boys go after girls and master worlds of love talk but when disaster //
    Hurls we duck our heads or end up stuck in bed with loco photos all plastered //
    On wall, but I’m okay but no way you gonna take me home and have at my //
    Cake alone while kissing and listening to a great song, really a boy can grab pie //
    Quick plus lie to a chick and try be slick, my perfume hot you may need a broom //
    Or mop to wipe the wet sweat off your face got galore lace adore space so boom! //
    There go your crazy rocket even DAVY CROCKETTE know bear necessity //
    Like SPIKE LEE it’s jungle fever and I’m a humble diva this affair impressing me //
    I think you wanna grasp my waist and get some fast lace that’s the task placed //
    Inside your mind, no doubt love is hot right out the box and you wanna taste //
    A little bit after you fiddle wit it be stuck in the middle and can’t quit then race //
    To chase some, so within the night grab a tablet and begin to write a love letter //
    To me , trying to cook up a plan using a book in your hand must remain clever //
    A dame would never fall for that, I have a darling dialog and like a snarling dog //
    You wanna rip that, barking up the wrong tree can’t go home with me it’ll clog //
    My bedroom, boys really try git some because I’m a clever dish and I guess you //
    Can take whatever you wish, which is probably my hot ice cream my breasts true //
    As the milk spills the guilt builds in a boy’s mind,
     
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    To chase some, so within the night grab a tablet and begin to write a love letter //
    To me , trying to cook up a plan using a book in your hand must remain clever //
    A dame would never fall for that, I have a darling dialog and like a snarling dog //
    You wanna rip that, barking up the wrong tree can’t go home with me it’ll clog //
    My bedroom, boys really try git some because I’m a clever dish and I guess you //
    Can take whatever you wish, which is probably my hot ice cream my breasts true //
    As the milk spills the guilt builds in a boy’s mind,

    SHE SAID:
    I remember in November I sit in this guy lap while he try rap up on some //
    He wore bling sincere but some things not clear like RED ROBIN it’s yum //
    When he Look at my body be shook like a HOUSE PARTY KID-N-PLAY //
    But what did he say wow it’s midday if I listen to his rap start kissing and //
    Get trapped, he couldn’t keep his eyes off my sweet thighs reminiscing can //
    Reach extraordinary heights, got my thighs gap he want pies perhaps the lies //
    Zap my eardrum but try not hear none but this could be fearsome the lullabys //
    Cum as love songs, oh a boy can sing when a girl sit in his lap he git to rap about //
    Anything and plenty to cling onto when he grabs her waist try have lace out //
    Of emotions that spread oceans on the bed , so boys be at my feet wanting this //
    Phat sweet, drop it like it’s chocolate so I be a Hershey in a sea of controversy miss //
    My ship when he kissed my lips my panties afloat like candies in a boat breasts //
    Blessed and in order like fresh water he wanna carress this daughter oh he jest //
    Kissed my lips right there on the love seat a club beat on the music I guess //
    I’m an MVP no TV jest a CD to pump up the beat he talked junk that //
    Was sweet, now I’m hearing lies in his lap plus my thighs gapped hats //
    Off to my phat soft body this boy could toss a party anytime and jest throw //
    Me in the bed, well I guess my only move is to strongly approve but oh no //
    I can’t, because a rookie can do damage to a girl’s cookie sandwich a bandage //
    Will be necessary after that every disaster stat will follow how will I manage? //
    got wetty pies and sweaty thighs but not ready for the lies that will zap my ears //
    and perhaps appears to be sweet, so I thought with my mind and sought to align //
    my kissers with his lips he said “aw boo you fine” said yes I’m wet and hot and I get //
    that a lot the threat not serious, got round eyes and brown pies kissing listening yet //
    to the sound of vibes and now he jest rub my thighs wanting some but nope //
    seeing creatures being features in movies like KING KONG and girls hope //
    to be like JESSICA LANGE get some beast love or atleast a hug and now //
    he jest kiss my lips, your words blind my heart lets spend time apart wow //
    softly able to avoid the coffee table, oh he jest got my tongue right there //
    I was unaware on the loveseat and a club beat on the CD we both share //
    He had a unique hummer to keep for the summer the backseat is thunder //
    But I wonder where his girlfriend while here making my world spin it’s like //
    A whirlwind blew up my skirt to cool my wet hot stuff down I’m the type //
    That will escape a slob when cake is involved but right now trapped in his lap //
    And my panties are wet, comes to love he wanna a quick pound said he’s gonna //
    Lick me up and down, oh I didn’t know what to say? Oh what would RHIANNA //
    Do in this case and his kiss taste good I’m so confused but just maybe MCDONNA //
    May share some light on this subject this is a kiss gone public but I really wanna //
    Leave this place but he squeeze my waist said I love you I didn’t know what to do //
    He really want some, but his plan is smashed so he stand abash I’m sweet and brown //
    But face a beat down words abate my pride this boy want cake and the pies hound //
    Me for them,
     
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