Long Starin Poems

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...

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I was sittin' on the porch the other day a-starin' into space,
Peerin' back thro' the mists of time when life was a slower pace.
I was amazed recollectin' how my friends and I survived.
Kids are so...

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I suppose you think it's a gooseberry patch to which I allude.
Well, in a sense it is, but this has to do with scrumptious food!
'Tis a diner named The Gooseberry Patch, down the road a...

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Let me slow it down for a bit and let my mind relapse, let me get myself together 
because my heart collapse....After I seen you I had to ask whats good, I'm tryin to 
get...

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Just a lost one out soul, starin at the wall while disaster unfolds...
Never truly knew the cream of the crop, but at this to the list, he neva knew the 
pops...
Hallow walls sit deeper around...

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This shyt bout to be raw, 
im starin down at da door, 
lookin fo dat nigga who come thu it 
and gets laid down on the floor. 

you no im da king, 
look at my...

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Buckfast and concrete slabs
Neds and rain and thoughts of dad.
Highflats, pigeons, pavement's hue
Subway makes me think of you.

City City City lights
stream on by
flashin neons reds and yellows,
and the bridge that takes me into town-
full of...

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I traded my soul
For control of many riches
Not all are born with wealth
One of lifes' many glitches
Maybe one day
If I pray hard and long
I'll live without a problem
And nothin will go wrong
Many times thinkin
I would...

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Here's a lil sum just for you my dear, 
Wishing I could feel your warmth and hold your near, got me cheesin from ear to ear, when we together I forget about my every fear....

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mmm mmm mmm (shaking head)

Caramel chocalate brown mocha girl got my head spinnin like a
carasell
Went nautious as I saw this
chic with flawless skin often in
the mall walkin talkin street slang
like she stayed by a ghetto...

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I'm holding in my anger 
Knowing I'd die to be the strangler
Of his sour-little coward-brittle throat 
I'm just mad not literal
But when your dad's a criminal
There's a  minimal amount of father hope
It doesn't bother me...

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they always talkin.
whisperin bout my dresses and
how i always wearin em too short.
"careful or she'll have yo man,"
they always sayin.

like they know me.

they always lookin.
starin me up n down like
if they take they eyes off...

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