"stunnin" poems
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lOvely
iDeal
prettY
exquisIte
handsoMe
fAir
stunninG
gorgEous
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
I've seen this ****
I've felt a hit,
growin up most have split,
just fifteen oh so close.
trust he past on an over dose,
all those kids that he knew
are suffurin still, no school no clue,
I'm still hear and standin true
my child HOOD school,
was at howard,
be tuff survive or be a coward,
15 too,
best friends ex had time to flex
did a drive by and hit the high way,
where's he at?
fuck reward be fat....
All those girl that would never say nope, who made me ****
put me to trauma with the lies of there drama,
now there just hoes ****** for dope,.
hangin in high school on a tender rope,
how they do it how they cope....
My first love was gone in cuffs,
would never lisson,
cause his parents were always in prision,
poppin pills?
what great learning skills.
I used to get high to feal em in the sky as if he was on mars,
instead locked behind bars,
I miss him in tears, I feal for his fears.
when he gets out for runnin and bookin,
hope he's still stunnin as sure as good lookin,
**** sure has faded
I'm sure glad I made it. </3
Jesse Mckush
May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 3:31 PM UTC
I've seen this ****
I've felt a hit,
growin up most have split,
just fifteen oh so close.
trust he past on an over dose,
all those kids that he knew
are suffurin still, no school no clue,
I'm still hear and standin true
my child HOOD school,
was at howard,
be tuff survive or be a coward,
15 too,
best friends ex had time to flex
did a drive by and hit the high way,
where's he at?
fuck reward be fat....
All those girl that would never say nope, who made me ****
put me to trauma with the lies of there drama,
now there just hoes ****** for dope,.
hangin in high school on a tender rope,
how they do it how they cope....
My first love was gone in cuffs,
would never lisson,
cause his parents were always in prision,
poppin pills?
what great learning skills.
I used to get high to feal em in the sky as if he was on mars,
instead locked behind bars,
I miss him in tears, I feal for his fears.
when he gets out for runnin and bookin,
hope he's still stunnin as sure as good lookin,
**** sure has faded
I'm sure glad I made it. </3
Jesse Mckush
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 4:08 PM UTC
Follow those dreams,
Make real no sceams.
sit and think be you don't blink,
Aim the beam and make the team make us cheer and make us scream.
get out get livin get fame get drivin,
Feal that fire and get that heat,
Now you rule you cant be beat
Your'e on top they say you cheat,
Pass the test my points will meet.
I'm the **** nd I'm still stunnin you just quit You're ***** is runnin
that was fun well while it last your'e girl is trippin might needa cast,,
Like a bee sting on my *** you a pain thats in the past, gave me lip nd watched ya dip
I'll take a nap right in this bed all these words stream through my head what you said led to this rap
I'll wake up and get a clap ;)
Jessica Applegate
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 8:26 PM UTC
Follow those dreams,
Make real no sceams.
sit and think be you don't blink,
Aim the beam and make the team make us cheer and make us scream.
get out get livin get fame get drivin,
Feal that fire and get that heat,
Now you rule you cant be beat
Your'e on top they say you cheat,
Pass the test my points will meet.
I'm the **** nd I'm still stunnin you just quit You're ***** is runnin
that was fun well while it last your'e girl is trippin might needa cast,,
Like a bee sting on my *** you a pain thats in the past, gave me lip nd watched ya dip
I'll take a nap right in this bed all these words stream through my head what you said led to this rap
I'll wake up and get a clap ;)
Jessica Applegate
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 8:20 PM UTC
Check it,
I wreck it,
On the mic I get hectic;
I'm like a broken mirror, look, I'm bad luck reflectin.
When I'm drunk I see in two's,
I smoke the skunk to find my muse,
Lysdexic con-, I'm real -fused,
And though you have to pick and choose,
I'm both the tortoise and the hare: I never lose;
I'm real smoothe,
But I can cruise.
New thoughts,
I lay em down,
From the top,
I'm breaking ground.
Faucet runnin,
Hot new flow,
Thoughts is stunnin,
Here we go:
Preferred fuel is butane,
Lyrical spark ignites flame,
And yes my rhymes is insane,
Never premeditate game.
And here's another,
No really, you can have it for free:
We all started out white,
As a ***** turned to seed;
And my my,
How I've grown,
And turnt thoughts into gold,
Just call me new school alchemist,
My methods be fresh and untold.
Not a bad little verse,
From the old t-o-p,
Now Imma finish shapooin,
Cause I'm so fresh and so clean.
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC