Disgusted and dazed sick flustered triggered fuss in his brain
big buzzard in range, big buzz in the range fist clutched this gun's just combusted in flames this must be a twisted fuck in a rage coz girls spun whirl slupms 12 swirls on his dick
disfigured lumps legs busted hands cuffed in a cage
straight outta the gate, the gateway drug's gateway's shut for a minute
system's corrupt if I build gates I still win doughs in this bitch.
the man's trust has escaped,
but the damn runt ran flustered
spazzed stunned and submitted
"You clapped cunt you had my freedom in your hands for a minute"
the man's drunk plans flunked
he's fucked up as it is
He's too stupid to hear his music career's in the toilet
your jam won't feed you SHIT to eat if you jammed musturd in your plate.
It's the fact that all the bullshit runs stoked and it hides
the alcohol's a tool kit that helps him open his eyes
Rum's just how he sees the truth, the real life truth serum
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Author:
EpsilonLessThanZero (
Offline) - Published: May 15th, 2019 07:00
- Comment from author about the poem: Try and catch the punchlines lol.
- Category: Humor
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I don't really know your punchlines, maybe I'm just getting old.
But I feel in your soul, you are brave and bold
Remembering its how many started until time heals the old.
You may know of 2pac but do you know brother Ali?
They started with passion and strength but later albums came compassionate understanding as with Akala.
You remind me of this!
Much appreciated
With peace and respect
The punchlines are the bit with the gateway drug, I said system\'s corrupt which could mean a corrupt computer, but also the society system is fucked, so I said I could build gates, meaning I could make gateway drugs but it sounds like \"Bill Gates\" the creator of windows, and then I went on to say I would still win doughs in this bitch win doughs... windows... you see? dough means money. Bill gates is the creatong of windows which links up with the corrupt system part
Also rum helps see the truth, truthSEERUM
Jam is like a thing you eat but also jam is a musical term, but I said the jam wouldn't get you SHIT to eat if you JAMMED musTURD on your plate
I'll be honest my words just hit, so I like to just write it. I got it up to the part with "cunt" (which is a nice line just by it self) but it lost me a bit after that, came back with a nice ending.
Hope I'm making sense lol
Yeah no I get you, what I was saying is that the trust escaped but left the dude in the cage.
Ha! That line sits deep, that happened to me (within myself) when my trust in life was gone. Now I'm just along for the ride, keep spitting those bars and enjoy the sunshine!
Dude, do you like the rhyme schemes? I tried to make as many different types of rhymes multisyllable and stuff as possible.
I don't think that hard my friend lol
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