P to the G

P to the G

A Poem by Crisp By Nature
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This is just a wee rap that I wrote

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Mothertruckers wouldn't let me leave work at 4,
I wanna leave early, I don't care if I am poor,
But the man stopped me straight up walking out the door,
Uh yeah uh huh my digger,
See the problem with my working today,
Is the only reason I am working is cuz I wanna get payed,
But yo I don't give a truck if my checks a little lighter, 
At the end of the month I'll just get a little tighter,
Cuz poverty is gangsta,
Don't wanna be no banker (banker),
No no cuz poverty is gangsta,
That's why I tried walking out at 4,
Uh uh yeeeeeahh boiii,
Yo yo when your boss keep coming telling you,
When you can't finish work,
That's getting really rude,
'Nuff to drive a G beserk,
But yo remember brother,
From another mother,
You can get the bus at 5,
That drive you home alive.
(Get funky)

© 2015 Crisp By Nature


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Crisp By Nature
In the style of fresh prince etc.

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The rap style is suited to this and it was fun. Good Work !!

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on March 29, 2015
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Crisp By Nature
Crisp By Nature

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Hello! I mostly write nonsensical poemlets for my friends and colleagues, but I figure it's time to get serious (ha!) more..

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