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Poetictunes Mar 2016
I bet you think all ****** don't read.
I bet you think all ****** smoke ****.

I bet you think all ****** are the same.
I bet you think all ****** are the blame.

I bet you think ****** don't know nothing about the law.
I bet you think all ****** don't know nothing at all.

I bet you think all ****** are not smart.
I bet you think all ****** don't even care about art.

I bet you think all ****** are from the streets.
I bet you think, oh ****, this poem is getting really deep.

I bet you think all ****** carry a heat.
I bet you think all ****** are dead beats.

I bet you think ****** are thugs.
I bet you think all ****** sell drugs.

I bet think all ****** are classless with statuses of madness
I bet you think all ****** are cashless.

I bet you think all ****** are in the penitentiary.
I bet you think all ****** are cemetery.

I bet you think all ****** rap or trap.
I bet you think all ****** sag their pants with two rags and a stockin' cap.

I bet  you think all ****** are guilty.
I bet you think all ****** are filthy.

I bet you think all ****** rob.
I bet you think all ****** don't have a job.

I bet you think all ****** don't go to college.
I bet you think all ****** are out here wylin.

I bet you think all ****** are like Christopher Wallace.
I bet you think all ****** will grab and ****** you up for your wallet.

Some say a prophet, nah
I just see it how they call it.
Every line is on hydraulics.
Every time I rhyme, every word becomes solid.
Enjoy..
PoeticTunes is the name.
The Calm  Oct 2017
Your God pt 2
The Calm Oct 2017
So, if you believe that God is love,
How can you also believe that God hates a group of people
On Jan 4th 1861 Bishop reverend A. Verot got behind his pulpit and defended the right of white people to own slaves,
By adding "the will of god" to the civil war, it added a new level of desire to fight, and one can argue that without the church there may have never been a civil war. Supremacy sanctioned by God was preached in churches across America and the effects of it are still seen today.
Open letter to church goers that go to church every sunday, wednesday and Saturday night and for generations have been using the bible to oppress people of color
I don't know who's the god that you worship but I bet I can make a couple assumptions about him
I bet your god grew up in kentucky, Virginia, Tennessee, Alabama
I bet your god chews tobacco and owns a Chevy pickup truck
I bet your god watches Fox news, loves Bill O'Reilly, voted for John McCain, I bet your god, is a politician
that would rather massive tax cuts for the wealthy while so many in this country live in poverty
I bet your god loves war, I bet your god steals oil from other countries, kills innocent civilians and says it's all in the name of peace
I bet your god founded the war on drugs, I bet your god thinks all mexicans are rapists and some he suspects are good people
I bet your god's high school served racism in the cafeteria and offered hate speech like it offers french and spanish I bet your god
I bet your god has a ******* tattooed on his left arm and a confederate flag on the right,  I bet your god considered people of color to be inferior, I bet the only verse in your god's bible is Colossians 3:22, that said, “Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh, not serving to the eye, as pleasing men, but in simplicity of heart, fearing God.” I bet your god wrote the cornerstone speech, I bet your god is a confederate generals *******
I bet your god has a drinking problem, I bet he sees the bottom of a shot glass more than he sees his own children, I bet your god only serves american interest , I bet your god saw it right to massacre millions of indigenous people to spread from coast to shining coast, I bet your god saw it right to capture, torture and enslave millions of african people so that america would become a superpower and then turn around and tell their ancestors that they have to stand for an anthem that says "no refuge can save the hireling or the slave from the terror of flight and the gloom of the grave"
I bet your god considers silent protest disrespectful and calls people animals when they riot
I bet your god would've re-written genesis, and created eve without a mouth and taught her how to spread her legs like a magazine that he would continue to tell her that she would never ever be good enough to be in
I bet your god doesn't know about any other place on the globe besides america
I bet your god is afraid to talk about race, and that's why you are too
I bet your god has stolen my God's identity and is buying pieces of heaven on his amazon prime
But I got a message for you for the next time you bend down on your knees and pray to your god, tell him, that my God is looking for him
Soley inspired by Rudy Francisco's - Your God
I Bet
When I get over this hurt things will get better ........
It's killing me how I put you thru so much

I Bet
If you start loving somebody else I will realize how much you really cared and loved me......
I Bet
I won't let this happen  it's time to grow up and understand what I have in front of me......

I Bet
You won't believe me when I say I love you

I Bet
You won't believe me when I say I care

I Bet
You won't believe me when I say I've changed

I Bet
Your thinking I'm just like the rest

I Bet
You would believe me when I say I regret everything

I Bet
It's too late to show you the real me

I Bet
This is my chance to show you I can love you unconditionally and give you what you been giving me all these years

You put me first........ I  had your heart but I blew it ....... Trust and believe me when I say your all I need and want

I Bet
You tired of it all

I Bet
It's like a song on repeat when I say I'm sorry

7 years 7 months 4 weeks
I'm cherish it all
5-4-09
I cherish yes ik it's hard to believe me

I Bet
I learned my lesson
I Bet
Noelle M Eithun Feb 2015
I bet you like the shape of my lips.
---I bet you want to taste them.
I bet you like the freckels that trail down my chest.
---I bet you want to connect them with your tounge.
I bet you like the way my hair falls to the middle of my back.
---I bet you want to trial your fingertips through it.

I bet you would never do those things.
I bet you are afraid of what might happen.

I bet I am more afraid of what might happen.
I bet I would hide my body from you.
I bet I would run.

I bet you wouldnt chase after me.
The stuggle of wanting to be with someone so badly but completly terrified of what could happen. Being naked for the first time in front of them, being touched for the first time... & how easy it can be to run away from it. I've choosen the wrong guys in my life that wouldnt chase after me. They would let me run. So, this steemed from those expierences.
ali  Sep 2013
i bet
ali Sep 2013
with every crunch of every fallen leaf, i am reminded of you

i bet your skin wouldn't be so golden, muted by the grays of autumn

i bet your eyes wouldn't be so bright, making it harder to find you as the days grow shorter

i bet you've found your way home by now, already ******* another nameless face

i bet you still have that stupid bandana, wrapped around your head with a case of beer in your hand

i bet you still think of those nights, hot sweat and my sunburnt skin

i bet you still have your opinions, winning arguments with your charm even when you are wrong

i bet you sweet-talk your way through school, with that little glint in your eyes you could get away with ******

i bet you can still feel me kick you under the table, and you can still feel my gaze

i bet you've forgotten the color of my eyes, though god knows i won't forget yours

i bet if we bumped into each other tomorrow, we'd go right back to being us

i bet you'll get a job in the board, working 9-5's and still never catch the disease of growing up

i bet when i walked away, you never even looked back

to say goodbye
Ember Evanescent  Jan 2015
I bet
Ember Evanescent Jan 2015
I bet she's tall and pretty
I bet she doesn't even need makeup to be stunning
I bet she stays up late with you and sends you late night texts
I bet you two get drunk and high together
I bet she has no qualms about sending you **** pictures of herself
I bet she is in the "popular" crowd
I bet she doesn't complicate everything
I bet she has never cut herself or tried to **** herself or starved herself
and I have done all three
I bet she is everything you ever wanted
I bet she is someone you would miss like crazy if she left you
I bet you barely remember my name
I am the one who sits at home and reads with a cup of tea and a hoodie on
She is the one who goes out and parties, gets drunk and high and strips
I wish you would miss me
Just a little bit
I can't help it if I am not enough for you. Or for anyone. Or myself. I hope she is enough.
M  Jun 2012
Assumptions.
M Jun 2012
I bet he's cuter than me.
I bet he's stronger than me.
I bet he's funnier than me.
I bet he can cook better than me.
I bet he's in better shape than me.
I bet he makes you laugh a lot more than me.
I bet he makes you smile a lot more than me.
I bet he kisses better than me.
I bet he can hold you tighter than me.
I bet he knows exactly what to say to make you happy.
I bet he you do so much more with him.
I bet he's always on your mind.
I bet he gives you butterflies.

But there's one thing that I know for sure.
He can't possibly love you like I do.
Hello Daisies  Apr 2019
Bet
Hello Daisies Apr 2019
Bet
Haha bet!
Honey, that i love you
Bet on me
And I'll bet on you

I see you looking
With those eyes
You're nose be twirkin
It's no surprise

Darlin i know I'm a cute thang
You wanna take me for a little swing
Butcha won't speak up
Ah **** I've had enough

Haha bet!
Honey, that i love you
Bet on me
And I'll bet on you

Come on *** let me holla atcha
Smile at me with those loose lips
Walk slow so i can catchya
I hope ya into ***** *** i own a whip

I get a little nervous when i see ya
All i can think is being underneath ya
I know you feelin the same
Aha that's why i can see it in ya pants

Haha bet!
Honey, that i love you
Bet on me
And I'll bet on you

Lets just take a little bet
That I'm lovin ya
I'll give ya all my cards
If you do the same

I aint going down no one way train
So follow with me
And honey I'll show ya
sO many thINGS!

Haha bet!
Honey, that i love you
Bet on me
And I'll bet on you
I tried writing a song ****
The Insane Savannah  Jan 2015
Her
Her
I bet she's pretty.
I bet she's tall.
I bet she's nice yet not.
I bet she's smart.
I bet she's funny.
I bet she knows how to have fun.
I bet she does her hair everyday.
I bet she has nice clothes.
I bet she has a nice phone.
I bet she sends late-night texts to you, saying she loves you.
I bet she expresses her feelings.
I bet she knows you inside and out.
I bet she's all the things I am not.

I may be smart,
and maybe a bit pretty.
But that's where it stops,
for I don't do my hair everyday,
or wear make-up.
I don't express my emotions,
through this sweat-shirt.
She's nicer than me,
but I can be when I feel it.

Why can't you notice me,
like you notice her?
Why can't you see,
that I'm actually here?
Why can't you tell,
that I'm alone
in this box of loneliness?
Travis Dixon  Mar 2022
the game
Travis Dixon Mar 2022
psst, bet on the game
bet on the game
big bet, big win
come on, bet on the game
(got a problem with
betting on games?)
hey, bet on the game!
hurry up, bet on the game
you know you can
bet on the game
(if you have a problem
with betting on games—)
get in here, we're
betting on the game
betting on the game
(call this number
in case you're having
trouble) it's almost
over, bet on the game
bet on the game
the odds are good
just bet on the game
(we support you)
you can bet on it
pearl Mar 2018
I bet she’s a natural blonde
And isnt up to her elbows in bleach
I bet she ends up taking you places
Maybe France maybe the beach

I bet she makes you laugh
When all I seem to do is wrong
I bet her eyes become your favorite
And you forget about me after long

I bet she doesn’t whine
When you ask her to do anything
I bet she plays instruments
And like an angel she can sing

I bet she introduces you
To new exotic things
i bet she doesn’t ask for anything
No diamonds or shiny rings

I bet you’re happier with her
I wish I could prevent
I bet you’re holding hands with her
youre fully and finally content

I bet I’m lying in my bed
Wishing you were mine to hold
But I’ve ****** up too many times
And you decided it finally got old

I bet I think about her
Every single day
And how she ended up with my lover
And how I ruined things in every way

I bet you’re really happy
And thats actually really good
I know I can’t have you
But I wish I had understood

I bet I still love you
In fact I’m sure I do
I just can’t imagine how I did it
I can’t bare losing you
Violet Winters Jan 2015
I wonder,
were we...
Roman lovers?
with laurel wreathes
and toga covers?
Or maybe
we were
cowboy robbers?
Maybe we were
outlawed 'shiners.
I just know that
I know you
from somewhere.
This isn't
the first go-round
for you
and me.
We were something
before
in some kind of
capacity  
Maybe we we're royalty.
Maybe you were
betrothed to me;
maybe we fought,
and maybe you ruled,
and maybe my father
gave me over
to you.
I'll bet you were older, still.
I bet
I still argued with you.
I bet
I still kissed you
like I had
always loved you.
Maybe you
were married
Maybe I
was, too.
Maybe
we were strangers,
or secrets from others,
Maybe I married you.
Maybe we had sons.
Each
just as handsome
and strong as
the next one.
Maybe I worked
for you,
with you,
or against you.
Maybe I cracked your shell,
Maybe you made me fall,
maybe we were
the other's glue.
and I bet
we still looked
Just like we do now.
I bet your eyes
were that syrupy
blue suede goo
And I bet
I still wanted you.
Needed you.
Baited you.
Waited and stayed with you.
I bet I still strung
your world
on a string.
And I bet in
whatever
lifetime it was,
we had the very best of
everything.
I bet we were a team.
I bet we still
undid
the other at the seams.
I bet you
woulda died for me,
Robin Hood.
I bet you were a knight
with cool armor
and a sword.
Or maybe
I took care of you,
Maybe we met
in a tent,  
you in camo
stained with blood,
a white skirt
to my knees.
Maybe
I saved you.
Maybe you
saved me.
Maybe you're
my Daddy Warbucks,
I always did find him
****.
Maybe
we were patriots
and met
in a tavern.
maybe on the
Titanic
and you spoke
German  
Maybe
we were neighbors.
Maybe you
were my professor,
Dr. Indiana Jones.
Just as ****
in a classroom
as you'd be  
scoping out a tomb.
There's something you emit
that draws me back
to a moment
that's blurry and distant
but I know that
I miss it.
If a thousand years ago
you ran
your fingers
through my hair.
or two hundred and twenty
since the last time
our flame flared,
we're burning hot as
and been in business
just the same as
Hell's furnance.
Unpredictable
as Vesuvius
I think by now
my old soul
can smell yours
a mile
away.
I think your eyes
spill your secrets
like broken
flood gates.
I think I've seen
every micro
expression cross your face
at one point in
all of my
foggy visions,
and I breathe in
the vapors
of what we
can't remember
and I'm soggy
in your arms.
Who knows
how many of my lifetimes
you've already charmed.
And still I want you.
And need you.
And bait you.
Wait and stay
with you.
Behind closed doors
we could fill a room
with the ghosts from our histories.
I can remember that
the moment
you kiss me.
This alchemy
has existed
for centuries.

— The End —