Dogs On LeashA Poem by Slow LeakPower dynamics take the leadBoo, I’m about to rip that belt right out Your pants loops Rip it out like a loose tooth Slap it around your neck Threading it through The buckle Pulling it tight Leading you Trachea and esophagus Down my body to the bush Resist, but there ain’t no stoppin this I’m in control Your on my leash You can fight But youre just a beast And your mind is quick But mine is quicker Put this up your nose, While I fill you up with liquor The old control the young Til one day the scales tip Then I outran my master And now I’m stepping on his neck My fingers down your throat Take my spit inside your mouth Because your in my house, playing my game My rules Who’s the boss now? Mama’s in control© 2015 Slow Leak |
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