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"scrappin" poems
On the south side of kelso if it's there that ya choose to go Well if its there ya go then ya just gotta know bout a man named tweaker joe Now tweaker, he's a scrapper and if ya go down on his door Don't you worry about wakin him up. He aint slept since 74 Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than a five eared dog Now tweaker hes a scrapper and he likes his shiny things And he likes to see what fun he has by the chaos that he brings He got a custom BMX bike with a flashlight on the grill. He got 32 lb of brass in his pack, he got a dope bag in his shoe. Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog NOW Friday bout a week ago Tweaker scrappin cars. But at the end of the alley sat a cop named Thurman and ooh dat cop looked ****** Well he cast his light upon joe cuz Thurman had a plan Tweaker joe learned a lesson bout messin with a future Sherriff man Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog Well the 2 men took to runnin and hes dragged down to the jail Joey looked like a wrung out tweaker with a couple of teeth left Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog
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May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 9:04 AM UTC
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Weird, Weird, Tweaker Joe (to the tune of the Jim Croce song "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown"
On the south side of kelso if it's there that ya choose to go Well if its there ya go then ya just gotta know bout a man named tweaker joe Now tweaker, he's a scrapper and if ya go down on his door Don't you worry about wakin him up. He aint slept since 74 Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than a five eared dog Now tweaker hes a scrapper and he likes his shiny things And he likes to see what fun he has by the chaos that he brings He got a custom BMX bike with a flashlight on the grill. He got 32 lb of brass in his pack, he got a dope bag in his shoe. Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog NOW Friday bout a week ago Tweaker scrappin cars. But at the end of the alley sat a cop named Thurman and ooh dat cop looked ****** Well he cast his light upon joe cuz Thurman had a plan Tweaker joe learned a lesson bout messin with a future Sherriff man Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog Well the 2 men took to runnin and hes dragged down to the jail Joey looked like a wrung out tweaker with a couple of teeth left Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog Well he's weird, weird tweaker joe The weirdest tweaker in South Kelso Weirder than a three toed frog Stranger than s five eared dog
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From the slums and crumbs a knuckle head acting dumb Succumb to the worlds sinister ways and these days Fools quick to spray words a verbal arsenal take it personal flashin' pistols Now another funerals laid cops paid To do the same thing the hood doing to us Design for us to die fast and in a hurry bury by drains I'm talkin' Curry deep range thoughts circling as swang in my woodgrain Steering wheel now tell can me can ya feel the Southside the real -'ist poets ain't made for rest so test if ya want watch the pain come and haunt Shatterin' your every move y'all don't wanna duel Still playin' the hearts of madness yo they stay fools I play a mule nice but come off cruel Keep it smoother than a jazz solo Oh no take another puff of the cocoa so... Adjust my crown at the top far from a slop Enemies get the casket prop it don't stop Rhymes drop keep it movin' like it's hot Too touch flows I crutch choose women like Hutch Ya know I'm finna clutch Victory it ain't a mystery so many haters gall after me cuz I **** em easily Rollin' rillaz and hang with killaz scrappin' for scrillaz Skipped school to hang with the local dealers feelin' iller Than the next man knockin' any **** and who can? Stop the south side for running and gunning We'll still keep hunting so keep stunting Alberta stand up we mobbin' up black Caesar style Problem child since I seen the devil's smile Problems pile check my style Killer rhymes like Mike I'll make ta fadeway once the words I say Is laid to a track The man in black with that mack attack so all ya hataz sit back
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Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
Ru7hl355_Gangsta
Choosy
From the slums and crumbs a knuckle head acting dumb Succumb to the worlds sinister ways and these days Fools quick to spray words a verbal arsenal take it personal flashin' pistols Now another funerals laid cops paid To do the same thing the hood doing to us Design for us to die fast and in a hurry bury by drains I'm talkin' Curry deep range thoughts circling as swang in my woodgrain Steering wheel now tell can me can ya feel the Southside the real -'ist poets ain't made for rest so test if ya want watch the pain come and haunt Shatterin' your every move y'all don't wanna duel Still playin' the hearts of madness yo they stay fools I play a mule nice but come off cruel Keep it smoother than a jazz solo Oh no take another puff of the cocoa so... Adjust my crown at the top far from a slop Enemies get the casket prop it don't stop Rhymes drop keep it movin' like it's hot Too touch flows I crutch choose women like Hutch Ya know I'm finna clutch Victory it ain't a mystery so many haters gall after me cuz I **** em easily Rollin' rillaz and hang with killaz scrappin' for scrillaz Skipped school to hang with the local dealers feelin' iller Than the next man knockin' any **** and who can? Stop the south side for running and gunning We'll still keep hunting so keep stunting Alberta stand up we mobbin' up black Caesar style Problem child since I seen the devil's smile Problems pile check my style Killer rhymes like Mike I'll make ta fadeway once the words I say Is laid to a track The man in black with that mack attack so all ya hataz sit back
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