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Straight From the Head

ya already know what this but for ya who is just turning in this is a rap not a peom and  this 
one is straight from the head tell me what ya think

yo I'm spitting straight from the top of my head/

I'm like the sand man the way i be putting these girls to bed//

plus i stay dress to impress yeah that's right I'm feeling my self/

he must be talking about masturbating na don't even hold your breathe//

because a nigga like me stay posted up in the club like a light pole/

 plus i don't care for the scene no matter the weather rain sheet or ice cold//

just dropping a Lil flow ya and if ya niggaz want beef than let go/

spitting rhymes like a semi automatic i rock shows//
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Al-Riyami Avatar
June 23, 2009 at 2:13 AM
Love The light pole line=p Humour and True respect all The way Xoo =)
Loveless Avatar
June 22, 2009 at 8:58 PM
This Is Good ^^ Your Raps Are Amazing. Peace. -Boo
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