"balla" poems - Hello Poetry

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been putting up with my **** just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the ********** Let's have a toast for the ******** Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can [Verse 1: Kanye West] She find pictures in my e-mail I sent this ***** a picture of my **** I don't know what it is with females But I'm not too good with that **** See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hoodrats And I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at [Hook] [Bridge] Run away from me, baby, run away Run away from me, baby, run away It's about to get crazy, why can't she just, run away? Baby, I got a plan, run away fast as you can [Verse 2 - Pusha T] 24/7, 365, ***** stays on my mind I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit' it Ichabod Crane with that ************* top off Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs, haha Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet Comes with a price tag, baby, face it You should leave if you can't accept the basics Plenty hoes in the balla-nigga matrix Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless I'm just young, rich, and tasteless P! [Verse 3: Kanye West] Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know I did damage Cause the look in your eyes is killing me I guess you are at an advantage Cause you can blame me for everything And I don't know how I'mma manage If one day you just up and leave

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Dec 2, 2013

Dec 2, 2013 at 12:30 PM UTC

Bunhead17

Runaway

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been putting up with my **** just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the ********** Let's have a toast for the ******** Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can [Verse 1: Kanye West] She find pictures in my e-mail I sent this ***** a picture of my **** I don't know what it is with females But I'm not too good with that **** See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hoodrats And I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at [Hook] [Bridge] Run away from me, baby, run away Run away from me, baby, run away It's about to get crazy, why can't she just, run away? Baby, I got a plan, run away fast as you can [Verse 2 - Pusha T] 24/7, 365, ***** stays on my mind I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit' it Ichabod Crane with that ************* top off Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs, haha Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet Comes with a price tag, baby, face it You should leave if you can't accept the basics Plenty hoes in the balla-nigga matrix Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless I'm just young, rich, and tasteless P! [Verse 3: Kanye West] Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know I did damage Cause the look in your eyes is killing me I guess you are at an advantage Cause you can blame me for everything And I don't know how I'mma manage If one day you just up and leave

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yo need yo-self some coverage what if you get in a ax-e-dent I got a little something for you...... I’m pimpin pauly a financial planner insurance guru no ones badder he’s ****** with your lame rates offerin you better bank states better call for quote dog don’t forget to say thanks I’m pimpin pauly – I’m pauly pimpin sendin him diff-rent clients on the real tip lookin to save for a dope trip maybe you got your throat ripped he works with HMO’s, ***** savin dollas makin ya holla give him a calla no mo shoppin middle of the malla wont fall-a be a balla I’m pimpin Pauly –

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Mar 26, 2015

Mar 26, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC

s-lyman-temple

Pimpin' Pauly

yo need yo-self some coverage what if you get in a ax-e-dent I got a little something for you...... I’m pimpin pauly a financial planner insurance guru no ones badder he’s ****** with your lame rates offerin you better bank states better call for quote dog don’t forget to say thanks I’m pimpin pauly – I’m pauly pimpin sendin him diff-rent clients on the real tip lookin to save for a dope trip maybe you got your throat ripped he works with HMO’s, ***** savin dollas makin ya holla give him a calla no mo shoppin middle of the malla wont fall-a be a balla I’m pimpin Pauly –

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you think I don’t live hip hop in my drop top boy, I’ll slap a cop for messin wit my organic crop I got’s hogs to slop fruit is starting to drop rabbits ears are lopped still, I got time to rock see I write rhymes all the time mostly in my mind helps me to unwind when I smoke the kind like a real balla dog don’t need a shock colla he listens when I holla I like to gives the bums a dolla that **** makes me feel bangin while my ball sack swangin Am I entertaining? – Cause I‘ll never be mainstream never learned to silk screen 5th wheel, Slipstream Pajamas on, a wet dream I’ll never be mainstream – See I don’t own a gun shoot my mouth off just for fun never eat a wheat bun not a celiac, just don’t want none ***** come undone solar flare from the sun life weighin like a ton smashed flat on the ground, son but I get back up ya’ll no time to fall harvest in the Fall watch the water-fall like the politicians ya’ll – I will never be mainstream wont listen to yo kids scream buy those ******* ice cream all up in the sun beam I’m never bein mainstream – Ya’ll, I cant wait to own acreage and a home space for my dogs to roam hide those muthafukka’s bones or maybe I will buy a cow work with a horse and plow homeboy’s, the time is now gotta get a loan somehow so I pay off all my back debt save some cash for a down pay-ment so I don’t got’s to pay no rent life will be so different -- and I will never be mainstream create power with my own stream use my cow to get milk and cream this **** isn’t just a dream boy, I will never be mainstream --

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Jun 16, 2015

Jun 16, 2015 at 2:47 PM UTC

s-lyman-temple

never be mainstream - (W.I.P. ****** rap)

you think I don’t live hip hop in my drop top boy, I’ll slap a cop for messin wit my organic crop I got’s hogs to slop fruit is starting to drop rabbits ears are lopped still, I got time to rock see I write rhymes all the time mostly in my mind helps me to unwind when I smoke the kind like a real balla dog don’t need a shock colla he listens when I holla I like to gives the bums a dolla that **** makes me feel bangin while my ball sack swangin Am I entertaining? – Cause I‘ll never be mainstream never learned to silk screen 5th wheel, Slipstream Pajamas on, a wet dream I’ll never be mainstream – See I don’t own a gun shoot my mouth off just for fun never eat a wheat bun not a celiac, just don’t want none ***** come undone solar flare from the sun life weighin like a ton smashed flat on the ground, son but I get back up ya’ll no time to fall harvest in the Fall watch the water-fall like the politicians ya’ll – I will never be mainstream wont listen to yo kids scream buy those ******* ice cream all up in the sun beam I’m never bein mainstream – Ya’ll, I cant wait to own acreage and a home space for my dogs to roam hide those muthafukka’s bones or maybe I will buy a cow work with a horse and plow homeboy’s, the time is now gotta get a loan somehow so I pay off all my back debt save some cash for a down pay-ment so I don’t got’s to pay no rent life will be so different -- and I will never be mainstream create power with my own stream use my cow to get milk and cream this **** isn’t just a dream boy, I will never be mainstream --

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rapping with rappers on the radio filling the gaps with extra lyric mapping the sappy way they pretend and offering 16 beats a breath like a boss rick ross looks lost when handed floss and jay z is crazy lazy in May, maybe cause Beyoncé’s bounce house lacks compressed air and the weave in her hair ads to the growing despair like Dr. Dre cares about flared out khakis while Rakeem’s grill gleams like flava flavs time piece – b-boy stylin while in the dance hall and balla’s with creased collars throw dolla’s at bithces locked in the twerk jerkin off in the corner lil kim seems thin since aids came to play and fat joe and heavy d sit with harps lookin down at the crowd jumpin around they floatin on **** clouds proudly snoop’s pound frowns at clowns tryin to be down but really just hangin around like the Mississippi mounds poundin ***** like Tupac on acid and that lil goblin from hotlanta actin like he steady mobbing they robbin the hood for goods and services while talking **** to easily impressed suburb kids acting like they got a message but only KRS got anything to say and that was just the one time chuck d and that insane griff talkin mad crap about gay rappers and casting couch happenings has me reacting like maybe I need to a new faction cause I ain’t into none of eminem’s new action and poor ole busta nuts bein busted in those funky *** dreads –

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Nov 2, 2015

Nov 2, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC

s-lyman-temple

breakin free

rapping with rappers on the radio filling the gaps with extra lyric mapping the sappy way they pretend and offering 16 beats a breath like a boss rick ross looks lost when handed floss and jay z is crazy lazy in May, maybe cause Beyoncé’s bounce house lacks compressed air and the weave in her hair ads to the growing despair like Dr. Dre cares about flared out khakis while Rakeem’s grill gleams like flava flavs time piece – b-boy stylin while in the dance hall and balla’s with creased collars throw dolla’s at bithces locked in the twerk jerkin off in the corner lil kim seems thin since aids came to play and fat joe and heavy d sit with harps lookin down at the crowd jumpin around they floatin on **** clouds proudly snoop’s pound frowns at clowns tryin to be down but really just hangin around like the Mississippi mounds poundin ***** like Tupac on acid and that lil goblin from hotlanta actin like he steady mobbing they robbin the hood for goods and services while talking **** to easily impressed suburb kids acting like they got a message but only KRS got anything to say and that was just the one time chuck d and that insane griff talkin mad crap about gay rappers and casting couch happenings has me reacting like maybe I need to a new faction cause I ain’t into none of eminem’s new action and poor ole busta nuts bein busted in those funky *** dreads –

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uh who's the most dangerous emcee? on the m-i-c not from the NYC But spit classics like biggie ya gotta respect me check my pedigree makin' all newbees quick retirees ya just another flea on my paws watch yo jaw I leave crowds in awe N all they saw was yosef in the limelight sayin' his rhymes tight **** game swole as dolemite say it with me ya wanna be like me never loose to them thinner kids Make ya bleed from ya eyelids bustin' at you ya crew and ya walt disney tattoos Always catchin snafus Keep my Navigator on cruise big balla even got a statue of myself crossin' me is bad for ya health dont ya know my gun crew stays in stealth heads above the water quick to slaughter all those haters oughta eradicate ya self or im coming at cha with the gat but i aint mad at ya? bloods rushin' major concussion as ya heart beat like a percussion end of discussion still i bust on fools crushin' who dont know the rules ? from H-town to Jeruz roll through a tinted mercedes in blue jump suit quick shoot extract ya loot ya should know how i get down like Marciano I knock em out pound for pound as the crows gather around ya body as ya lay lifeless on the ground!

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Dec 28, 2015

Dec 28, 2015 at 8:39 AM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Dangerous Poetry

uh who's the most dangerous emcee? on the m-i-c not from the NYC But spit classics like biggie ya gotta respect me check my pedigree makin' all newbees quick retirees ya just another flea on my paws watch yo jaw I leave crowds in awe N all they saw was yosef in the limelight sayin' his rhymes tight **** game swole as dolemite say it with me ya wanna be like me never loose to them thinner kids Make ya bleed from ya eyelids bustin' at you ya crew and ya walt disney tattoos Always catchin snafus Keep my Navigator on cruise big balla even got a statue of myself crossin' me is bad for ya health dont ya know my gun crew stays in stealth heads above the water quick to slaughter all those haters oughta eradicate ya self or im coming at cha with the gat but i aint mad at ya? bloods rushin' major concussion as ya heart beat like a percussion end of discussion still i bust on fools crushin' who dont know the rules ? from H-town to Jeruz roll through a tinted mercedes in blue jump suit quick shoot extract ya loot ya should know how i get down like Marciano I knock em out pound for pound as the crows gather around ya body as ya lay lifeless on the ground!

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cramming lifetimes into weeks pounding 5ths of Jim Beam for 8 weeks jumping to **** for a minute then onto the LSD all the while bathing in **** wannabe thugs on drugs – Lil Pauly stepped out of the apartment slid into the CRX offered up a dose and a **** it was Tuesday afternoon after all balla status without notoriety only the ego fed insanity of white entitlement sprinkled with the arrogance of youth – the truth is we were lucky no one died or did hard time we walked through the height of addiction basically unscathed battle stories unmatched as we left each stone, ****** and alone now, grown, our roaming days have ceased we chat of old days knowing nothing would send us on a month long ****** except maybe the change in wind direction –

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Oct 14, 2015

Oct 14, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC

s-lyman-temple

flashing back to youthful daze

cramming lifetimes into weeks pounding 5ths of Jim Beam for 8 weeks jumping to **** for a minute then onto the LSD all the while bathing in **** wannabe thugs on drugs – Lil Pauly stepped out of the apartment slid into the CRX offered up a dose and a **** it was Tuesday afternoon after all balla status without notoriety only the ego fed insanity of white entitlement sprinkled with the arrogance of youth – the truth is we were lucky no one died or did hard time we walked through the height of addiction basically unscathed battle stories unmatched as we left each stone, ****** and alone now, grown, our roaming days have ceased we chat of old days knowing nothing would send us on a month long ****** except maybe the change in wind direction –

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1 minute of sweat, 1 minute of pain, All the struggle and sacrifices you have gone through, It all comes back to this 1 minute. Remember, every 1 minute of our lives matter, Every single activity of our life begins or end up within the time bound of 1 minute, It is this 1 minute that we are able to breathe every single molecules of Oxygen in air, This minute keep us moving in a moment we feel like we are doomed, This minute can change our lives entirely, if used correctly, This minute can change and only change our lives more luxurious, Forgone is this 1 minute, once expired, Hitherto, during this limited time, you must work harder and don’t rest, You must do your best no matter anyone says, Because, this World is unpredictable and in very 1 minute of your time, it feels like you are loosing, The difference between winning and loosing is how far you are willing to move a step in a minute, Chance and chances lost in a minute ago can be regained in a minute ahead, And this can only be, if this minute stays pivotal. Everyone wants to win, but one thing for sure, You are not here to participate, You are here to win and win only, and nothing but win, But, this 1 minute can never be neglected, Cherish, flourish or perish!!! And only if we are ready to move on with this minute, We will surely leave a legacy!!! Simply put, itch your name on the sands of time. Best, Balla Jammeh, School of Public Health, The Gambia College.

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Sep 7, 2020

Sep 7, 2020 at 5:15 AM UTC

Balla1

1 minutes of every life matter

1 minute of sweat, 1 minute of pain, All the struggle and sacrifices you have gone through, It all comes back to this 1 minute. Remember, every 1 minute of our lives matter, Every single activity of our life begins or end up within the time bound of 1 minute, It is this 1 minute that we are able to breathe every single molecules of Oxygen in air, This minute keep us moving in a moment we feel like we are doomed, This minute can change our lives entirely, if used correctly, This minute can change and only change our lives more luxurious, Forgone is this 1 minute, once expired, Hitherto, during this limited time, you must work harder and don’t rest, You must do your best no matter anyone says, Because, this World is unpredictable and in very 1 minute of your time, it feels like you are loosing, The difference between winning and loosing is how far you are willing to move a step in a minute, Chance and chances lost in a minute ago can be regained in a minute ahead, And this can only be, if this minute stays pivotal. Everyone wants to win, but one thing for sure, You are not here to participate, You are here to win and win only, and nothing but win, But, this 1 minute can never be neglected, Cherish, flourish or perish!!! And only if we are ready to move on with this minute, We will surely leave a legacy!!! Simply put, itch your name on the sands of time. Best, Balla Jammeh, School of Public Health, The Gambia College.

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