IgnorantA Poem by Chaos ComplexI'm drunk off life- It's such a downer. I'm looking at this girl's a*s- I wanna pound her. Not like Chris Brown- More like Kobe. But I only love real chicks- Won't touch breast that are phony. I've been starving, But I ain't bony. I came here to eat- Found out haters beef was just bologna. Problems stick to me, like we're Siamese. They keep coming back like a venereal disease, I roll with more weight than a packed SUV. Chasing waterfalls, for that TLC. I wanna bump in her head like her favorite MP3, And cover her in white, like she fell of her ski's. Heh. I just don't know what's good. I'm just a kid, f*****g around in adulthood. And it's understood- That people look down on me, But I'm the little engine that could- Running over damsels on the tracks, Props to Dick Dastardly. Keep pushing buttons and I'm gonna be Hannibal with the mask released. I got people around my words like quotations. Keep em sweet like a speech at a celebration. F**k you and your foolish s**t. Karma is a b***h, and I'll gladly set you up for that relationship. I keep it fresh while everyone else wrinkles up like granny tits. You vermin ain't cute- you're no Jiminy Cricket. Got this knife in my hand and I'm asking you ho': "Where do you want me stick it?" I may never be famous or anything legitimate- But I can still murder other rappers and leave em with torn ligaments. Disappear cowards, like imagination figments. I don't hear what they tell me I should do. Ignorant. © 2011 Chaos Complex |
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Added on November 8, 2011 Last Updated on November 8, 2011 AuthorChaos ComplexFLAboutI like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..Writing
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