Slammed
Everyone wants a wish right now...
All lil' Ms. wants is a diss.
Ya'll know I'm new at this,
Im here, it's now,
I'm leaving without your crown!
Ms. Destroyer,
I wish you the best.
This knight never naps.
As a matter of fact,
you wont get a wink,
not from me.
Not till' you take your cheese from the trap,
your straps snapped,
and there's no more hearing bout your snacks,
I'll don't want to read about
you getting strung up with your own "String of Nots"
Lil' Destroyer,
I'm coming for ya.
This is the beginning,
Far from the ending.
It's gonna be lots of laps,
without a trap.
Don't worry bout a snack.
It will be my treat.
I'll feed you the words you speak.
It's bout time you play along.
It's not Danny boy in this song.
No ma'am!
It's not a he-man slam.
Silly lady,
Use boy not toys.
No decoys to fill voids.
Your poetry,
I will glady destroy.
Host another contest,
I'll give you more.
I wont leave
before
I whip and lash,
and you and your hot meals are both out of gas.
Satisfied,
saying," Oh man!"
We just got slammed by Mr. Loverman.
(: Lots of Luv. :)
Copyright © Matt T. Love | Year Posted 2010
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