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Hanson Yang Sep 2018
the new tupac will have you too walkin with gangstas
the new two stupidity now two steppin with prankstas
murked the first one sayin he's blacker the berry
when i'm sweeter than juice
bass voiced top me if you want to experience that jacked tweeters induced
when i own all of Victoria's secrets as proof
tellin me what the body when all his deducement has him actin when he's wearin his shoes
crypt walking like that it's only talk
missed balking like has bass fits jocking as his only walk
******* with me when All Hailed Mary like if she was his when is only stolen balk
I'm walkin again the gauntlet cuz all the women they want this flauntin all **** like if i was jackin all the wanted
like ghost whippin me imma follow you till i'm haunted
pain really, so bow down, when my diamonds glisten
listen again is just as well bilateral biased has his confused his like the ol' eminem was in the new form gettin his face jacked again
like me smokin crack with friends like all given enemies stressed was all given was a race black and then
we actually are the same race like i knew you back like i owned all the streets like his females thuggin as heathen
**** riding i'll **** your *** up like settin me up when i'm always the last muthafucken breathin
exposing the ***** heathen breathin like if you were the only man catching bullet rounds exposed like the new you was still alive
to the next ** hiked my socks up construed you at hit stupidity when will ride
ghettos owned by just the black reppin when you're steppin the whack, honest it was just onyx
i'll blast your *** like if you stole my pump shotty:
like i never was wanted runst follies
anamoly run has all criminal cops all fathering fun deceiving that all to gain was never greed when all greed in need bothering sons:
all you still down with me when we ride it
looking like a *** while i'm guy gee stag when you're looking into their eyes, they'd know comparison of a bird control as if fathering guys
my knowledge is flight applauding the time, are you still down with me
i hide behind the love of beauty of my womens eyes when you're looking like the female opened you up to your face compared to opening thighs
they don't know like how you stare in the future that tommorow comes only after the dark
knowing me marks the coming of the actual god
I am "unconditional heart"
Chano Williams Apr 2014
I believe her to be insane
because she's listing her requirements
and I've managed to meet most of them,
but I'm still her Windex-ed glass window

I believe her to be insane
because she claimed she was jocking me
though she'd only met my voice
and lived near my Cali family

I believe her to be insane
because she liked me when she annoyed me
and was quick to end the years
after I said she was skinny

I believe her to be insane
because she could be straight up with everyone,
but whenever it came around to us
her mouth remained completely shut

I believe her to be insane
because I was more natural than her ex
Then suddenly she became work-obsessed,
but found time to marry the ex

I believe her to be insane
because she ******* up her life to get my attention
She was always beautiful, but deader inside
Another stereotypical trailer park girl

I believe her to be insane
because she searched the mall parking lot
to leave a bocay of daises
on the windshield of my car

I believe her to be insane
because she sang "Before You Walk Out of My Life"
more beautifully than Monica herself
exclusively to me late at night

I believe her to be insane
because she walked miles to see me at work
with bruised, sore, raw feet
to be somewhere safe away from him

I believe her to be insane
because she let me go in a heartbeat,
then she pleaded for my forgiveness,
then she let me go in another heartbeat

I believe her to be insane
because our poetry complimented perfectly,
but I wasn't the one she pictured
because of not being the desired ethnicity

I believe her to be insane
because she cherished me so much,
poetically revealed me to be the catch,
but she's the one that lost touch
High school poem
Foo Faa Mar 2016
(Yoooouuuu!)
Butter boy I tell 'em
Hey I got a new dance fo you all called the butter boy
(Yoooouuuu!)
You gotta punch then crank back three times from left to right
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh yeeeeaaaah!
butter  boy off in this butter house
Watch me crank it
Watch me roll
Watch me crank that butter boy
Then super man that soft mattress butter boy spitting fire
Watch me lean and watch me rock
Super man butter not
Then watch me crank that Robocop
Super fresh, now watch me tape things
Jocking on them haters man
When I do that butter boy
I lean to the left and crank that thang
(now you)
I'm booming on your ***** ***
And if we get the fighting
You catch me at your local party
Yes I crank it everyday
Haters getting mad cause
"I got me some bathing koala bears"
'Moon Swoon'

They call me hip as I slip through smokey corridors,

searching for a beat to compliment my groove

Tonight that groove might choose you

Can you sway with my vibe

Can you rock with my step

A wink of my eye presses PAUSE on your hesitation

Come get your man if you think you can hang

The sleepless night awaits us stomping the town

In the wake of my swagger these mere mortals drown,

but...don't...get...it...twisted

The intellect is well in check

Envious cats howl at my prowess,

jocking a power they can hardly fathom

I pay 'em no mind 'cause you have all of mine

With a smile i can unlock your silk purse

With a word i can serenade your soul

With a touch i can make you loose control

Now dip with your date in the light of this jazzy moon

We have a lot of love to make and not a lot of time
Searching for something I do not know
Dancing to music yet to be composed
Where are the heroes? To send me home
Show me the way to be all I may

What is that whatness in the whatons waiting to be whated?
Can't brace myself for the coming
To know what my evolving self is becoming
Should I fear or should I die?
Do I lie still or stand brave and look into its eyes?

Whatness in thee the of that where whence wet then hiding cat does gaze
Few are the lights in the dark
Do I trust the bright eyes of stray cats
or the lighters lit by a crowd of hobos?

What is this thing constricting me in this invisible ring?
Perhaps the future knocking and my eyes popping
I hope it will be my prime where I'll be rocking
rocking, frolicking, bonking, djs jocking, fingers and tongues locking
in thee the of whatons where whence I find the what of my whatness.
Crystal ball mirror mirrors on the wall who's the flyest of them all's?
My bars stand tall y'all leaning like lisa cracked smiles
More foul than gomer Pyle could a run a thousand miles
Without breaking a sweat guns is flexed for stretching pecs
Inject the cold collect watch the checks cashed with ***
****** slouchers end up with ****** vouchers I'll stout ya
Statue stature before and after craft shed a beautiful blood baths
Paths of a golden wrath suckas loosing grips over halves
Sick with these bars G grouchy as oscar escapes like Escar
Stacks an empire underground Cae'sar none could par
Shadow of a super star ultimate words sticking like tar'
Zan jungle book bear clippin' necessities nipsy
Hustle til its a broken gristle since these cowards whistle
Morning birds chirps this ain't an excerpt lucid concert
Back in ya dreams stings like a controlled demon ring
Yo I'm a real man with methods bodies go red man
Once I wave the cannon fanning at ya church sanding
All these silly ***** knevil with the blunt pulling mad stunts
Checki itt!!?


All It took was a dollar and a dream visions of the unseen
Tunnel visions of green flashing over the braille peen
Activate the state of an insane grace stacks to a Chase
Manhattan chilling with villians records going platinum
**** an album freestyle drills til my women her legs feel
Vibration cultural sky crapping as the city vaping creating
An atmosphere don legend sitting here flows a comet spear
Disappear only to reappear mirage summer Minaj collage
Rhymes to beats hypes the freaks of a speech under the sheets
I'm hitting til it's goes soft get ya head out the guttas stutter
Hataz bring em back to the status of an incubator state a
Brother with the rawest tendency more mellows than Quincy
Jones alone I hold this mic like it's Solomons throne clones
Love to go for a jocking I'm socking the industry til it's popping
None stopping gotta keep it tight turn a ****-Neo leftist from an alt-right
Dangerous with these pedigrees ask Albert Pike
Sike awakening the dead with the stench of my spike
Verbal sorcery pyromancy who wanna chance me
I'm chilling like Tut golden snake hat with a raw batch
Choke the mics throat air out the smoke of fires wrote
Don't let the sleeping lion get poked only to provoke
An uproar ramping from city to city high voltage cranked energy
Check it!!!
Tom Shields Jul 2020
There's a stigma on this meat hook
are you baiting me?
There's no trust, it's a long-con demonstrating loyalty
wait and see,
you are the metaphor of a gun, your dangerous sexuality
at the hair-trigger of reason, you leap from reality
commitment, dedication, fate and destiny
you're someone's brother, someone's father, someone's son
insistent with your infantile ways; you martyr'd devotee
earning passage to something true is no novelty

I realize the lies behind a look
predatory stalking, watching, eyes
all you think you need is a chance to prove your worth, an opportunity
if you could just show them they are wrong, it's become such a dance and song, we could all sing along
why can't you be valued, so unappreciated, your appetite is quite the traitor of your nature, it blows the whistle you want wetted when you seek to have it sated
behind your backs they know you're swine, while you design to make a heart and mind your property,
out of body, she cannot be mine
but you must, love is long-gone, advantageous jocking, many arms with knives to backs, it can't be healthy
they start so young now, it has become a cash-cow, from seasoning each other as meat, to viewing their bodies as ways to either get lucky and/or wealthy

Acknowledge the damage that cannot be undone,
a man can be a mockery of the summary of humanity
as he prowls in heat with a scope and no aim,
only hoping to unload either in lust or anger, without shame
they alleviate their guilt, telling themselves they tried,
with the preemptive intentions from the start, no, you lied
if you think transparency in your duplicity is a quality,
and you try to justify vicious misogyny
then what can you offer, ******* and all, with your intimacy
that someone cannot get from a yapping, untrained puppy.
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Thinking bout this girl,
I could swear that she was sent for me.
we chilling and we vibing,
we sharing  immutable energy.
never thought that she'd befriend me
she my likkle empress, never dress to impress
ain't worried bout no (s)undress
remove the s.

Ten toes down but our head in the clouds.
we smoking on that sticky icky louder than drake crowds, whoo!
Freaky off that liquor,
begging me to **** and lick her
shawty looks so genuine,
inevitable that I pick her.
and she smokes that ******...
never had to teach her.
she don't even eat meat,
so we never got no beef bruh.

smoked so much J's
had to take a smoke break.
been in a **** daze for 3 days
unspoken emotions left in all the **** haze.
im thinking that we, coincide...
like stars in the night, sky.
They say **** kills or...
I guess it makes your brain fry.
we say **** chills...
and make the good vibes multiply,
like two times.
always been the type to wine and dine
so I only hold up peace signs
to make her legs divide
so i can taste what's divine
and beat up on that feline from the behind.

her exes they were lame,
had to blast like team rocket.
she know I'm the plug and she know she the socket.
you roll my girl a blunt
and I bet she won't sock it.
you say your **** greener?
boy you better, stop it.
boy you know you, jocking.
boy you better, stop this
boy I ain't got time to play,
boy you better, clock this.
no more dreads but scarier than the lockness.
black chicks call me hotness.
white chicks call me chocolate.
melting on their top lip.
after I get that top bih.
they ask me who the topic
started spitting lava so they know who the hottest
Cyclone Dec 2019
My ears become amazed, my eyes no longer hazed as I gaze, into a surrounding city where the sounds got me lost in a maze, grab a saxophone and play, got all the time I have today, see the world gets stuck just on one thing, till that thing just ain't the **** one day, that Boney James got me rocking, Dancing Fantasy got me knocking, I'm stopping and clocking out my job so I can keep on jocking, the beats got me lost in a trance, time to grab a girl and dance all night, cause I feel like, I'm out of sight, so let's do this right, let's not fight, it's my delight to be a gentleman and enjoy the scene, thought California took the cake with pleasure, but I never seen, harmony to the full extent, relaxation to the heaven sent, backgrounds that make me lose my breath, what a perfect setting, now the times are set, bungee jump, never tried that yet, even though my fear of heights and death, got me thinking taking second chances, scandalous times makes the days go wreck, this Jazz City slowing down the flow, creative mind just let things go, like **** smoking, super senseless joking, got you doing things you never done before, ask me to go?, I'm staying here!, ***** you see I'm happy here!, ain't nothing but those sounds of cheer, that's the reason why I kicked you out of here, can't resume my fear, bring this sound to youth, jazzy sounds will bring you out the truth, going back and forth through the years you see we still act up and we choose to shoot, turn that car and loop, back to this city, free your mind from high sadity, talk to your soul while your words are witty, thank you God for jazz city.
Travis Green Apr 2021
Boy, I just wanna see you in my bedroom
Wanna see you real soon
Wanna see you removing your clothes
Wanna see those muscles flexing
Wanna see those legs in action
Oh, you’re giving me a lit reaction

Oh, your lips are looking so delicious
I see the passion in your eyes
Your body is so suave like a lotion
You’re my love potion
You got me flowing like a breeze
To the motion of your masterpiece

Boy, I’m jocking you, rocking to your hip hop
Keep it hot and melodic
Please don’t stop
Let your limbs feel the energy
Get drunk and move that tongue
You know how I like it
Let me see you dance
Like an ****** stripper
Let me see your long pole swing
Oh, it so strong and poetic
****, you’re testing my patience
I’m eager to check into your station
And embrace your blazing beauty
Let’s freak with heat
And speak ***** diction to each other

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