Shove That Gun up Your A*sA Poem by IsolophobeI 3 gangsta rap.A flick of their wrist and they insist this Spoken ode to and from all underground Endeavors of true rhymesayers consists Of thoughts that put them in a slumber now
I refuse to complacently react To gangster rap and its small a*s phallus Compensated for by talk of guns, cash, Or pretentious violence made among us
Hip hop's not a fad or a middle man Giving you cash for selling fans bullshit You pretend people don't sit while crammed and Hoping for bright days in which you now fit
Music's a blessing from our creator But your not God's other nomenclature © 2008 Isolophobe |
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Added on November 18, 2008 AuthorIsolophobeLos Angeles, CAAboutI am an engine. Do add me on facebook, if you're bored or uh want to. more..Writing
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