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"whatz" poems
tizz is an uncle, bro and dem richez i was born viciouz, but always had visionz a young boy used to build bridgez between black and white, peace and fight dreamy adolescence, i spit out whole heavenz wit my divine essence, all dem "lyricis" be jealouz but dey just "so called", cause dey so old tizz grew cold, so not any of dem amateurs won't grow old i'm so cold, i freeze, **** and stay, then i eaze among dem geez we live in codez like secret service, dealin' wit burnaz quick learnaz, sick and sane, our skin is thick, we don't feel pain, black lion's mane, heaven yeah no expression can illustrate tizzopish aggression pay attention! watch out for dat other direction receive my blessin', kneein' between me and the destined it's battle rappin', it's slappin' againzt all of ya actin' friendship versuz rush, some peepz start to blush when you remind them of valuez, like some bad newz i'm the man whose bad moodz be legendary, like a legionary dealin' wit whatz necessary, cause i was born predatory find tizz shinin' in the mornin' glory and rhymin' a story readin' diz is mandatory, just anotha category, stolen from the laboratory, **** am i now swollen, and all-in like all-night, alright, feed em just a small bite
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Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
No Breaks
Roll me over check my pulse again I have just checked my email box it was empty then I went to cogitating about the whys and whatz up now that I think I litteraly went and had a cow Roll me over am I dead my eyes fixed looking straight ahead consternated by the thought how hard it is to write a page to your dear old dad, your brother, your friend you know the son of your Mother? the guy you grew up with liked the stuff he wrote or was it he liked what you had wrote and that you had grown up too Roll me over don't check my pulse I don't care anyway I opened up my email it was empty again today.
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Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011 at 11:36 AM UTC
Roll Me Over