INDIAN GIVERA Poem by RAYNMANRAYNMAN (hehe) AN INDIAN GIVER, I EVAPORATE YOUR SPRING AND RAIN DOWN IN YOUR RIVER. "DA HOLY ONE" YEAH, I EVEN BLESS SINNERS; WHILE THEY SEARCHING FOR THE MAN, I'M ALREADY IN HER. WHILE YOU FROGS GETTING FAT,THE RATS GETS SLIMER, AS THE "SON" GETS BRIGHTER YOUR DIAMONDS GET DEMER, REMEMBER; RAYNMAN, THE "INDIAN GIVER" ALL I KNOW IS WHAT HE TELLS ME "GOD'S LITTLE N***A" SOUNDS STRANGE TO YOUR "CULTS" YALL "HYPOCRITICAL" LOOK MAN, IM "SPIRITUAL" YOU RAP,BUT IM LYRICAL. MY LOVE IS ETERNAL, BUT YALL DON'T FEEL ME THO. HERE COMES THE "TORNADOES",RAYN LETTING THE WIND GO. SPIT FIRE IN "TEXAS"TO FLUSH OUT THE RATTLE SNAKES, GOD GAVE IT TO THE WORLD,SO IT'S "HIS" TO TAKE. RELATE,OR BE LATE.I'M ON MY WAY. SEE THE NATIVES GETTING RESTLESS WITNESS THE "POW WOW" RAYNMAN DANCE, YEAH!} LEAVE 'EM IN AWE!" FLOW THROUGH " MISSOURI" SHOW ME STATE, SEE ME NOW. 42% OF YOUR TOWN ,WITNESS THE SOUND. "MINNESOTA" YEP TWINS! RAYNMAN GET DOWN. I TWIST,SHAKE, EARTHQUAKE ,"JARATE" {GONE FROWN.} TURN IT AROUND HAIL SMILE "lol" HOW YA LIKES ME NOW! © 2011 RAYNMAN |
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Added on August 11, 2011 Last Updated on August 11, 2011 Author |