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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 Suck A M.C. Love 6/15/2017
 Medusa Inspirational Poems 6/15/2017
 When The Tales Awake Love 6/15/2017
 A Perfect Rose Love 6/15/2017
 Dope Rhymes Congratulations 6/14/2017
 Divine Mortality Love 6/14/2017
 It's Like A Jungle Sometimes Congratulations 6/13/2017
 When Darkness Falls Congratulations 6/13/2017
 Rage Love 6/13/2017
 Falling Love 6/13/2017
 The Shaded Tree Congratulations 6/12/2017
 Jesus Is The Answer Love 6/10/2017
 A Poet Love 6/10/2017
 Song of Nature Love 6/9/2017
 It's All A Lie Misc 6/9/2017
 Questions of Destiny Love 6/8/2017
 The Wind That Blew Love 6/8/2017
 Cynthia Love 6/7/2017
 Holocaust Grieving and Loss 6/7/2017
 Prince Love 6/6/2017
 The Persistent Quest Love 6/6/2017
 A Lonely Man's Dream Love 6/6/2017
 Van Halen Congratulations 6/5/2017
 Blood Upon The Walls Love 6/2/2017
 The Beauty Of A Dove Inspirational Poems 6/2/2017
 Love In Bloom Love 6/2/2017
 Love Is Calling Love 6/1/2017
 Presence Love 6/1/2017
 Song Bird Delight Love 6/1/2017
 Cool Moe B Silly Poems 5/31/2017
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Suck A M.C.

Suck a M.C. in the place to be mixing dope rhymes living out my fantasy.

Going down breaking you need someone to take your hand

Snake pit lions den you need someone to be your friend,

Rolling down the street in my Benz



Flirt with the honey's looking like Playboy bunnies,

See you on the flip side I got nothing to hide

You hitch hike now cause you don't have a ride.

So you dance with the devil with your three piece suit,



What's good my friend no need to pretend,

I'm your biggest fan...

Shout out to the ladies nothing shady

Inside we hide behind walls of steel



Isn't no big deal you third wheel

Many today have tombstones in there head

There the walking dead face full of lead

Going to the dance hall freaks in all



So you threw up inside your mouth

Use some scope now and get a towel

While your at it I need my fix eating a big fish

Twist the bottle cap off of my forty smoking blunts



One Hell of a runt you smell like a skunk

A big mac attack you tend to over react

I'm still in a fix make me another wish

Coaster for egg shells running inside my mind



Once I could see but today I'm blind

Suck a M.C. come to me breaking it down making history

You formed a lined hidden in the sand

Hoping someday all will understand



Break it down one last time

feelings of the blues

put on a new pair of shoes

Watching old videos of Huey Lewis & The News



These streets are tight that is are right

We came here to fight for a cause of freedom

Stretch forth our arms extend to the heart

Cause you touch the inner part to what it was I have been waiting for



Another slam on the door

Tony no neck Curtis was getting busy with a whore

this is my chore

break it down one last time



in time we will shine to see the fool moon grind

stuck in the middle as a fiddle and so is this rhyme no more.

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