the woman
SOsO beautiful
so strong, she's made of titanium steel
unbreakable and unchangeable
the woman
skin so soft
like the touch of the rose petals she cultivates
intertwined in her hair
gosh, nothing can beat THE WOMAN.

What is a world without being judged?
Without competition or criticizing?
A world where there is no room for improvement
Everything is set in stone, not perfect just you take what you get and deal with it
Where there is no place to showcase your true potential?
No rhyme or reason to try
Less amazing things happen, maybe even nothing spectacular going on
A place doomed for rebellion, implosion
A stack of cards with no foundation, just ready to cave in
A world without love, or feelings
It all dwindles down without one another
One thing could be missing and change it all
And our society would be a soso-ciety

I'm Runnin Jews like Lil Dicky
Run the Jewels, and Ricky
With soso flow of Biggie
Ever since I quit the ciggie
Livin life straight propper
Givin props to Big Poppa
I'm off the spliffs and poppas
Writin riffs for beats that drop ya
Lingerie ladies who have
Curved bodies tight Mercedes
Hot as Hades 420 degrees
Just hot enough to chrisp my cheese
Torchin these trees
Straight from Belieze
Blowin Bolivian keys up they ***
As their friends ends they pass
None of y'all thought this Jew could last
Two days past your last meal
Didn't really know how to feel
Cause I ****** you so raw
Y'all got mistook for veal
That means hyper tender
No allussion to child *** offender
Call me a money stack lender
Back ****** but never a pretender
If I split her in half
God'll have ta mend her
This **** is known to send ya
Into bliss quick
That feeling'll stick
When the tip touch they lower lip
They get oil slick
Just the thought get's 'em hotta than a candle wick
Though you know I don't flow with no trick
Start off slow so we can show each other
Our flame be sure not to smother
Like an over protective mother
Reflect on it while it's lit
Climb inside my mind
See how I visualize thee
Undress and become pantiless
You're sittin on my face
I impress with the pace
I carress your **** with tongue
Spell sinless you'll be a wet well
When you see how well I'm hung (do tell)

im sorry
i am so ******* sorry
im sorry for the way you see things
im sorry that i thought that maybe i was the only one who understood you when nobody else did
im sorry that i was wrong
im sorry im blaming your illness on you
im sorry for feeling like im about to cry
im sorry that you wont read this
im sorry that you dont understand how ******* great you are
im sorry
im so
so so
so
so
so
so
so
s
os
soso
sososo
soso
so
sososos
os
oso
s
soso
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sorry

Bsisknsd
love
Zbcncnck
intelligence
chsiwowubdnd
triumph
Shiaosna­ soso
effort
Hahsiiandnd
nothing.

Resígnanse los novios
con subconsciente pánico,
al soso parabién
del concurso inórganico.
Al fin, va la consorte
al pecho del anciano, cuyo porte
patriarcal solemniza
las bodas de su vástago
que lo trajeron de su hogar del Norte.
Y la agobiada mano agricultora
sumérgese en el raso de la espalda,
como la Tradición en el dechado
de la Aurora.
Sobre la luz del raso
se retarda y se engríe
la mano, como una rancia pena
en un tablero vívido que ríe.
Mano agrietada, rígida y terrosa,
que en el vaso metálico se posa,
cual si fuera una nuez
sobre la nitidez
de prístina bandeja inoficiosa...