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Rap Like Rabbit Battle Rap

Rap like Rabbit battle Rap

21/05/2018

Livin by the beach and baby life’s good
Not stuck in a rut or in a crummy hood
I’m writing tight rhymes like you know you should
Or like you thought you would
No like you wish you could
But man you ain’t got no wood
Your actions so sloppy n soft
I’m holdin the trophy aloft
Yeah my critics they all scoffed
But my paper leads the way
To hear my rap you gotta pay
The pretty skirts all wanna stay
So many I gotta shoo em away

Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and copping cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free

Now listen up a while
And you’ll hear my roarin style
Insults on you I’ll pile
So deep you’ll run 8 mile
Like a rascally rabbit
Talkin rain like Charlie Babbitt
Stuttering’s your best habit
Tear out your heart man I’ll stab it
Oops now your bleeding out
But your soulless words don’t shout
Your lips just quiver n pout
Man... I know what your about

Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and coppin cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free

Look at you your a disgrace
Tears a runin down your face
Can’t keep up with my hectic pace
No I won’t show you no grace
Cause now I’m free flowin fast
Like I’ve had a wicked blast
And your junk is still half mast
Oh Man your moments past
Now this is kinda tricky
But your Calvin’s Kleins are sticky
Man I’m just takin the Micky
Out of your sweet little dicky

Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and copping cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free

I can’t help but be like this
My arrows never gonna miss
And when you do throw out a diss
I’ll grin or smile and blow a kiss
Cause you can’t touch me dog
Girl on your arm looks like a hog
Girl on mine’s so hot theirs fog
Your starin speechless your agog
I got the paper, chicks and words
You can’t even find a use for verbs
I bet your smokin chockin on herbs
I’m clean n mean, mind undisturbed

Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and copping cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free

Poetry In Black

This a reunion of the human
choosing Love this a movement
What Is Black
Beauty to Behold
Poetry Expressions
Reason for the soul to flourish
Blessings know indeed
True to Ourselves
As we Live amoungst equal beings
no sequel seeings this is No time
For Judgements This Hyprocital System
Is Living a bidding Life Give Thanks
Riddin strife Givin Life as we Breathe
Live IT Light The LIfe thay we Lead
Prayers and Blessings And Well HEalth

You Are Everything I Wished For

You are everything I wished for,
I couldn’t ask for more,
You are so good to me,
and in return you will always have my loyalty,
I love how you can always make me smile,
its makes me want to stay for a while,
You give me unconditional love and honesty,

In my eyes you will always be handsome and strong,
no matter what people may say,
I know your love for me is pure and true,
You are my one and only,
I have a strong desire to be with you and only you,
I appreciate everything you do,
You’re love will never leave me feeling lonly,

You are the most amazing guy I have ever met,
and better yet,
I love the way you say "I love you" with out speaking,
I wouldn’t dare ask for anything more if i were givin the chance,
You are everything i wished for, 
and much more.


Full Figured Woman

I am a full figured woman
inside and out
Embracing my shape
as each curve tells her own story

My head you no longer enter
my heart you can not break
now you mad I no longer give,
SO...."ha ha" now you can no longer take

I am a full figured woman
inside and out
my arms and my mind wrap around new found joy,
yes this I receive from a real man, not a little boy.

And you thought I could never love again, "ha ha ha" 
you silly, silly child

Your words no longer hold my attention
I fully understand how I can grow freely
not needing you, not one more minute
"Humph" you couldn't deliver anyway

I am a full figured woman
inside and out
no longer stuck in your ruts of disrespect.
 I see me more clearly
blessed for a higher potential

Go on now, move out the way. 
You blockin my light.
Yea I see you squintin your eyes, unable to stand my shine
in your eyes sight

Who did you think you were anyway?
I shook you off my pole, throw that fish back
after all this time you takin and I'm givin 
I'm the one whose skinny and your the one whose fat?
"Naw brah" I ain't havin that

Thick,  I am meant to be
curves full for all to see
I am a full figured woman
I am free to be me

SO...from my head to my toes
from my heart, down deep to my soul
proudly I sass, curves and all, by mirrors glass.
reflections and satisfactions
of a full figured me!

Who's There

Who is knocking at my door?
knocken, knocken I can't ingore

Knock , knock whos there
Wait stop Im in my underware

Stop that Knock Knockin 
Ive got one foot in my stockin

Hold on just a doggone minute
Your knock knockins givin me fits

Knock knock, wait Im almost done 
Im getting dressed on the run

Knock knock , Ok Im ready geez
Ive just got to fix my jeans

Knock knock, whats going on Pat
Why do you Knock knock like  that

I said you just Knock ~ N ~ Knock
Pat says "Whos There?"
All I could do was stand and stare...

Sweet Bye and Bye

Well, drip the juice
turn off your
Sunday suits
Fried chicken crackling
Rerun, what's happening
Brothers givin dap again 
ain't no O'Jay
whistlin
back stabbin-in
Bill Cosby
found a friend again
Fat Albert 
workin off pork rinds
and gubment
cheese
sinners gettin
on knees 
Faith returned
Heaven turned warm
Just a little sumthin
sumthin
remindin us how
a man's actions
added volume
to his words
Kids were seen
 not heard
and grandma
kept couches
wrapped in Saran
wrap.
I'd give a limb
to see a kid
climb a tree again.
Sweet bye and bye
days gone by.
Grab a palm leaf and
wave it on Sunday
We live in a world
with so many
discrepancies
God has abandoned 
Sunday and puts in
work Monday
through Saturday.
Cotton field
work ethic
and a King's 
mentality 
We need to overcome
One mo gen.
I'd rather see
the human race win
than watch another 
Superbowl commercial 
Facts of life
that feel like lies.
A Mason jar,
Fireflies and a dad
changing diapers
were such good times
© Ts Lewis  Create an image from this poem.


Borrowed Time

God shows us tht our life we live is 
borrowed 
To live ur life cuz ur not gauranteed 
tomorrow
he recently made a mistake tht 
forever changed our life   
He took away my cousin after only 
12 yrs of life  
well never get chance to   to see wht 
he could b
y take away good people tht this 
world really  needs       
So many people choose to live the 
wrong way
They take life they were givin for 
granted every day         
I dont kno if I can ever move on and  
forgive 
that cuz his mistake my cousins life 
wa short lived 
I been thru so much tht my heart 
has gone numb
my aunt has to suffer thru life w out 
her son      
Id give anything for the chance 2 hv 
another day 
2 tell him how much hes truly 
missed day after  day
To kno tht hes touched our hearts in 
a special way
its not fair tht his life was dealt w 
unlucky fate
 He will never b forgotten hes 
changed our lives forever
Im thankful for the time we got to 
spend together
well always remember his 
unforgetable legacy
 tht he truly is an angel tht we were 
blessed to get to meet   
 Losin him makes me realize tht life 
is to short 
To c the good in me I never saw 
before      
Tht I should  b happy w the life god 
gave me
To finally show.people tht person I 
can b
 to remember life isnt gauranteed 
tomorrow      
To do sumthin good w the time he 
let u borrow 
I want to let him know tht he didnt 
die in vain
Tht his life here made the world a 
good place        well never forget the 
day  god took him to c
that special place tht only angels like 
him get to b

Time Has Changed

it was not a long time ago story when we have met
it was not a long time ago when we have shared our stories
we have never thought of loosing our dignities when we opened up and chat..
time has managed to met our two worlds like it bries..
 
 
we cherished our memories down the lane..
we laughed at our likings and made it more insane
we thought of getin ourself mould to our loved songs of i thnk coldplay..
time has also make it melodious as like somone will be in pain..
 
 
we also givin each other reality checks to make image clear..
we have been into touch with each other just like it was meant..
suddenly the fog has arrived like in any other story and all disappear..
time has changed d situation but its you who has tapd it to decant..
 
 
after a while u came up with ur funny lies and mocked around..
its funny to saw u like that and makin me fool again like its sound..
there is no hope in me trustin you blindly again..
dts how i can teach you the lesson of love n now to refrain...
 
 
dere were times whn i feel like havin u back again..
my heart was weak dts why it was calin ur name..
since when i have told u to move on but d pain remain..
time has nevr been same until it was meant to be framed...
 
 
love pari
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Premium Member Stone Rose Pilot

Ya call yerself Rose
But ya actually Vie
I'm left here ponderin
Wonderin why

Sure ya pretty
Rose suits ya fine
Complexity like wine
There's some fella
I'm sure ya left behind
Him a seven and you a nine

Yet I look
I ain't see no thorns
Even though petals of splendor adorn
A sweet child 
Canadian born
Who looks like a flower
In a field of corn

So you see
I'm here ta dis
I tink ya
A misrepresented flower miss
Or perhaps I mistaken
Ya might be a Mrs.
All I know
Is ya go around 
givin hugs and kisses
In the end 
I m a witness
Maybe it's none a ma business
It may just be ma inquisitiveness

Are ya sure
Ya not a Violet
Or tink perhaps
ya a disguised 
"Stone Cold Pilot"
Pretty with piercing eyes
And glamorous highlights
Writing rhymes in fluorescent red tights!
Keepin fellas up at night
I'm tellin ya
Dat aint right
Yer star
Otta sight
It's just way ta bright!



Getting in on the slam fun, dedicated to Rose!

I Feel So Unpretty

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
WHY IS BECOUSE I DONT KEEP THE ONES I WANT 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
I MISS YOU TELLING ME I AM SO PRETTY 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
YOU SEEM LIKE YOU ARE AFRIAD TO BE AROUND ME 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
CAUSE I AM HERE ALL ALONE 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
NOONE LIKES TO BE AROUND ME 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
THAT EVERYONE IS RUNNING 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
THAT YOU KEEP LEAVEING WITH NO GOOD REASON 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
THAT YOU KEEP GIVIN UP ON ME 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY , 
THAT I FEEL LIKE I AM THE REASON YOU ARE SO MANY MILES AWAY 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
YOU MIGHT SAY I AM PRETTY BUT BY THE END OF THE DAY I AM SO ALONE AND FEEL 
UN PRETTY 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY,
THAT IF I COULD LOOK IN SIDE YOU AND SEE WHAT YOU SEE 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
I USE TO BE ALITTLE BIT TO SKINNY IN TEAL YOU LIFET ME 

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
ALL BECOUSE AT THE END OF THE DAY I AM ALL ALONE AND WITH OUT YOU  

I FEEL SO UNPRETTY ,
ALL BECOUSE YOU LEFT ME TO DIE

Premium Member Capital Punishment Mama Daddy Spank Me

Capital punishment
What year is it
I'm being spank with a switch
I am guilty
Mama whooping me
In 1960's
With a switch
a belt
some schools then a 2 by 4 paddle
For what I've done wrong
Lying the stealing
Who am I to call foul
God knows I know ma and pa do to
Even Jesus got whipped 
But the difference 
HE WAS TRULY INNOCENT
But the Father's plan
Him and Jesus allowed soldier man
To whip Him take His life
To pay the price
To save all mankind, their life
This sinless MAN CHRIST
Who always done right
Paid the price took the whooping's shed blood for us
Now if you spare the rod
You'll spoil the child
Far better to be spank righteously
No emotions or mali just reprimanding
Spank just as givin better for you to do it
Thank for the world to whip them
You'll make them just shed tears
While the world will draw blood and steal their souls
For what I've done wrong
Lying the stealing
Who am I to call foul
God knows I know ma and pa do to
Capital punishment
What year is it
I'm being spank with a switch
I am guilty
Mama whooping me
Now I'm a man grown up
What happens now when I'm disobedient
The Father spanks me
But His mercies and grace
Gives me another chance
So if I just turn around and change my ways
Capital punishment
What year is it
I'm being spank with a switch
I am guilty mama whooping me
Yes I was guilty so not to change the subject
I dottily dissevered capital punishment


Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2018©
4/19/18

Anaconda Take 2

My cow farm don't...
my cow farm don't ...
my farm don't want none unless you got cows hun

Cow named Daisy used to live in kettrin
Big milkin udders , she was givin some mylk
was shoutout with the dairy , but she lived in a barn
Brought be yeo Valley, keeping me jealous
now that's moo moo moo
Gun in my udders, ***** I came dress to moo
who wanna mylk first? I had em pushing daffodils
im high on grass, I only ate half the field
I pooed some dumb ****

by the way what he moo?
he aint missing no milking
come thorugh to my tractor
moo m m moo moo m m moo mooooooooo

My cow farm don't...
my cow farm don't ...
my farm don't want none unless you got cows hun

This dude named vanesso used to ride combinharvestors
moo m m moo moo m m moo mooooooooo

oh my moo look at her udders
oh my moo look at her udders
oh my moo look at her udders
look at her udders (look at her udders)

My cow farm don't...
my cow farm don't ...
my farm don't want none unless you got cows hun

69 Reasons Why I Love You

Reason number 1, your beauty hits me like a punch, 
I'm leaned against the ropes and passed out drunk, 
but that's whasup,

the Reasons 2-10, I just can't wait to meet again, I'll 
share my rigormorted meat again let's skeet and sin.

But Numero Once' goes like this, your lips and toes 
I'll kiss, subtract the 1 lip that's blackjack now add 10 
for fingertips,

1 set of lips makes 32, I won't be hurting you, just 
stating all the reasons, being mad assertive too.

We're battin up to 33 you're fly like birdies be, I love 
the way you work it pleasurably hurting me,

it's not like I'm complaining cause I so deserve it 
see, a little puff'a ganja urgently I'll murder thee.

I'm sticking to the script now onto Reason 34, my 
love for you so deep I'll eat from off a dirty floor,

the rhythm that I'm givin is the kind you're thirsty for, 
I'll splash my lemonade inside your mouth you dirty 
wh0*e (just playin) : -)

Reason 35 extends to Reason 52, I can't do life 
without you baby, what's a kid to do?

There's Reason 53, aggressively you stick with me, 
although I have my moments like them Sex In City 
Bs.

For 54 I'll kick in doors defend you til the death, I'm 
spittin off that 50-Cal til emptiness is left,

inside the clip no time to slip, these cats'll git me 
live, til someone has to die for you, that's Reason 55.

Now 56 is nifty cause we read and share it all, we 
talk about this system and just where it's gonna fall,

5-7 plus 11 equals Reason 68, your oral skills 
phenomenal but that's no big debate.

We're fine'lly here at last hurray it's Reason 69, we 
both are very freaky but in time it won't define,

the measure of our love but with that up and down 
it's fine, the reasons that I love you count em yes, 
there's 69.

The Guilty

My soul crys out for the love denied and  secrets untold,
Awaiting in solitude these chains of loneliness in bondage they hold,
My heart great how it aches in a constant agony, 
Regretted yesterdays still haunt Unforgiving blasphemy,  
My spirit discontent robbed left restless  the cradle now still,
Unpicked babies'breath the antidote that time will heal,
I counted to seven then took a deep breath,
Harshness in numbers realness is death,
Addicted to the numbness with intentions to change,
My plans interrupted and sickness arranged,
On the floor sweating as detox unfolds,
Unaware is the child ill not get to hold,
As the days go on and we drift apart,
Broken an understatement your little heart,
Good intentions have no meaning no acknowledgement this time, 
No forgiveness will I receive for this unspoken crime
Guilt is my vail innocents lost in vain,
Im left with no words only my shame,
As though under Quarantine kept locked away,
Hidden in darkness no light from the day,
In this casket lonely but not alone I lie,
unforgotten unfairly and never to cry,
Sweetness taken but also givin in silence,
Lullabies that echo murderous violence,  
As though under a spell awaiting a true lovers kiss,
In Catatonic stillness my unborn they  wont even miss,
This pain that I feel has me immobilized and wanting to leave,
Entangled beloved in this web woven each beat does it weave,
Warmth takes over crimson lips of a lover,
Gone away forever sins beneath the cover,
Winter ends and the the snow surly will melt,
Just as days alone must fade and love again be felt,
Left alone abandoned by love and by life,
Empty my womb now no need to wife,  
No more tears i decided unknowing though know,
In our perfect time will be joined together in soul,
My son I named you an hour before eight,
Forgive me for loving you moments to late,

Clean Slate, Please

picking up the pen again it's been awhile with no conditionin', 
when you've been gone so long where do you begin? 
I fell again, 
i had to sin in my mind to win, 
but I lose

sitting alone in my room like I’m on auto-cruise, 
every look in the mirror givin my ego a bruise, 
because i know where i am is due to what i choose, 

fade myself away into the day, the way the day fades into night, 
and when the dark surrounds I'm not around to feel the fright, 

i'm in my mind lost in a world that isn’t mine, 
looking for a way out, hoping for a sign, 
a self-induced coma from which i wish i could resign, 
all these things have become malicious but my intentions were benign, 
and although i wanted to begin this i feel I've crossed a line, 

and there seems to be no coming back, 
the feeling of a constant heart attack, 
all my vision slowly fades to black as i feel my knees begin to slack, 
i don't feel myself fall only hear my head smack, 
on the floor with a crack, 

did it awaken me or has it just shaken me?
either way I think it's makin me feel like this world is fakin me, 
and i just wanna clear the slate ya see?

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