Hard Hits- Hit Hard, Hit Harder
You will get hard hits.
So hard that your witch ass
Will let out that amber piss.
Megapunches will steal,
Your soul. They will take,
Turns like you dudes take,
Turns freaking the neighborhood,
Ho. They will run a train of,
Punches, slaps, pistol whips,
Stumps, cutting , causing
Blood pumping through
Your arteries and veins,
Harder than the effect,
Of 1000 watt RMS speakers,
Losing all of your handsome,
Facial features. All because,
Of oh girl you thought of,
Her you were smarter.
They will hit hard, hit harder.
You will have seizures,
And lose many bodily fluids,
All because you have a call,
On your life and you want
To live like a wannabe g,
A pimp instead of more
Like a druid and have a wife.
You heard, you heard,
A call but refused to,
Listen to it. So all you,
Hear is dudes bass,
Bumping punches,
Loud laughing, smelling,
Perk and hearing that,
Your ass got no worth,
Hearing that you a,
Pussy ass witch who,
Got all my people bent,
Walking around this,
Territory like you a,
Nigga that's heaven sent.
They see your face looks,
Like its been stuffed by,
A cantaloupe and they,
Continuously laugh,
Because you got,
Their punching autographs
The fake assed mack,
Wannabe g, and pimp,
Gets pissed and pottied
On thrown in the trunk
Of Cadillac CTS and
Thrown in the ditch
Near the house of
His new witch all
Because of how he
Refused to answer
The call and receive
The fat treasure chest.
wrote 12-28-10
Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2010
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