"rippin" poems - Hello Poetry

My dear summers dream was to the taste cream Pass me the triple beam the microphone fiend Back on the scene simplicity is your complexity So amazingly like grace I be rockin' the place Like we Studio 54 shut down the doors Once the bubbly pours and the **** adores Ya mental **** ya sentimentals and these new aged millennials They too satirical I make miracles flow potholes Creatin' mass mayhem your an inconvenience Cuz of ya hesitance my presence is known Without even being shown paragraphs of stone Hard to crack waxing tracks like a shark attack Felonious acts we never back down Til my soul drown in the core of the earth Royalties since birth new my worth they tried to mirth At my pain tryna change the game cuz all these cowards Saying the same thang got dang got dang Time to chess box like Wu Tang leavin' a stain On ya reign no tears though I'll be on solo Rippin' up instrumentals ya know how we do so...yeahhh From the Sunny to bees that make the honey Sticky icky like my spliffs be call me smokey Puttin' fire to mother natures forests check the creases I unleashes Rap game mafiaso so so better back back Or else get dropped lika Domino so here we go! Here we go! With the ghetto jams love girls with the derriere's of Pam Got **** once again it's time to slam Mics harder than Shawn Kemp ya flows shrimp That's why ya girl calls me Mr **** no limp Slick as Rick hello young world tilt and a whirl Catch the swirl of Qatar Pearls on the neck of ya girl Suckas better know I'm coming with a blow Harder than Bowe combined with a super glow black Saiyan raps slayin' turntables layin' So I can get wicked lyrics Pickett like Wilson Flows in unison formation of words Herds a violent surge feel the purge We high rising no disguisin' knockin' out Suckas who jivin' ain't none survivin' ?

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Sep 28, 2018

Sep 28, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC

Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Even Though Why We Do Wrong??

My dear summers dream was to the taste cream Pass me the triple beam the microphone fiend Back on the scene simplicity is your complexity So amazingly like grace I be rockin' the place Like we Studio 54 shut down the doors Once the bubbly pours and the **** adores Ya mental **** ya sentimentals and these new aged millennials They too satirical I make miracles flow potholes Creatin' mass mayhem your an inconvenience Cuz of ya hesitance my presence is known Without even being shown paragraphs of stone Hard to crack waxing tracks like a shark attack Felonious acts we never back down Til my soul drown in the core of the earth Royalties since birth new my worth they tried to mirth At my pain tryna change the game cuz all these cowards Saying the same thang got dang got dang Time to chess box like Wu Tang leavin' a stain On ya reign no tears though I'll be on solo Rippin' up instrumentals ya know how we do so...yeahhh From the Sunny to bees that make the honey Sticky icky like my spliffs be call me smokey Puttin' fire to mother natures forests check the creases I unleashes Rap game mafiaso so so better back back Or else get dropped lika Domino so here we go! Here we go! With the ghetto jams love girls with the derriere's of Pam Got **** once again it's time to slam Mics harder than Shawn Kemp ya flows shrimp That's why ya girl calls me Mr **** no limp Slick as Rick hello young world tilt and a whirl Catch the swirl of Qatar Pearls on the neck of ya girl Suckas better know I'm coming with a blow Harder than Bowe combined with a super glow black Saiyan raps slayin' turntables layin' So I can get wicked lyrics Pickett like Wilson Flows in unison formation of words Herds a violent surge feel the purge We high rising no disguisin' knockin' out Suckas who jivin' ain't none survivin' ?