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Ronnie Rhyno Poem
Im Saven my freestyle rhymes so I got da proof n soon I'll be raising da mothaen roof, feeling bullet proof..with all my skills shining through..my competitors ain't know what to do.. when I grab da Mike ..they know they through... Spitting dope rhymes til they getting high from da dope fumes rising from my Microphone, now they leaving yo. They know they got no chance 2 win any battle against me. No competition for this oleschool rap musician making them disappear like im a en magician...they b running they b twichen n of course they b en n wishes they didn't motivate this freestyle main-e-ack now they all under attack.
I've been writing a lot lately, poetry. Comedy n freestyle raps, giving mothaers heart attacks. My compatision fallen fast, blasted n smoked. I ain't no joke. Everyone finishing last. Day taken snapshots at my sexy ass. I'm now standing alone at da Top of da class so all my haters can kiss my ass.. . Fast or slow.. it ain't matter yo..I am unstoppable, like an F5 Tornado, blowen my competitors apart ..morning, noon or after dark, sreadding MC's like im a great white shark!!
Tearing the mothaers slowly apart from every possible angle. Die-angle to a en triangle. I got every possible angel covered til them mothaers smothered n I'm so hot they starting to smolder n smoke. Take a nice long toke til u start 2 choke..now they know what dis freestyle rappers all about. Turn u out ..choke u out til you en passen out. While I'm passen out my demo.. that is gonna demolish anyone in my way yo. Either way ya wanna see it I'll be undefeated n I en mean it. Gotta gansta lean a gansta limp with a tight gansta grip on my .45 with an extra 50 shot clip. This is real n legit n I won't en quit with da.45 hangen off my right hip with that extra en clip..
Maken mothafukers limp like they a dope pimp...
Now I'm heading 4 my dope ride..
2 get da away from dis homicide...
The seen was messy, the seen was sick..
Mothaers learning arithmetic..
5 glock 9 rounds will kill ya quick!!!
Or it will kill ya slow..
Either ing way your gonna die Yo!!!
ing with me n keeping yo life..
Don't ing mix, n I'm not gonna tell ya 2wice...
Once is enough n s gonna get rough..
U gonna get roughed up ..stuck up ..n hit up..Your body on da back of da pick-up..
Not anymore able to hick-cup..!!
Copyright © Ronnie Rhyno | Year Posted 2018
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Ronnie Rhyno Poem
Running on these deadly streets struggling to survive,
There's nothing you can do but survive, die or thrive!
On these deadly streets ya gotta play the role and part,
If not these deadly streets will tear you apart!
Surviving on these deadly streets just trying to make it through,
Through to the next day, and the next day, there's nothing more to do.
You always gotta watch your back to avoid a sneek attack,
So when I'm on these deadly streets it's a glock 9 I pack.
I walk alone on these deadly streets, I don't run with any gang,
On these deadly streets ya gotta know the lingo and the slang.
But I'm not scared to walk alone, I'll stand and fight til I die,
And when im on these deadly streets I'll smoke my kush and get high.
Winter, spring, fall or summer, the season doesn't matter,
When I'm hustling on these deadly streets my pockets gettin fatter!
These deadly streets will kill you, they just don't care,
When I'm on these deadly streets my enemies must beware.
On these deadly streets I made it through another year,
These deadly streets can't kill me,
Let me make myself clear!
When your on these deadly streets you can't show any fear,
If you do this your demise will surely be near!
So to these deadly streets I say you can never win,
There's no chance, none at all, so do not begin!!
When I'm on these deadly streets you better stay outta my way,
Or you may not live to see another day!
Trapped on these deadly streets with no way out,
Trapped every single day I scream and shout!
Anyone that gets in my way will suffer many defeats,
Over and over, again and again on these deadly streets!
Copyright © Ronnie Rhyno | Year Posted 2019
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Who is right when your both wrong?
What do you do when your kids hate you?
When if ever can they forgive n love again?
Where do we go from here?
Why must us father's never give up?
Who we are today is not who we were yesterday n years past...
What we are today is not what we'll be tomorrow or years ahead
When is it right to brainwash children?
Where are the brains of parents that do this?
Why would they do this just to hurt the other parent? It's pretty apparent that they shouldn't be a parent!
Who gives anyone the right to teach kids to hate?
What happens to that child is a shame!
When is it okay for this to happen?
Where do these sick parents go for help?
Why do they deny they are doing this?
Who do you believe if your a child that's been lied to by a brainwashing parent?
What is this poor child supposed to think?
When is the time for the child to start to question the lies of the brainwasher?
Where will these questions lead?
Why hasn't the child thought to question this before?
Who is responsible for the results of teaching kids to hate?
What are we going to do to stop it?
When are we going to start to stop it?
Where do we start?
Why let this obvious abuse continue?
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Who do you want to be when you grow up?
What do you want to do with your life?
When is it okay to give up on your dreams?
Where ever your dreams lead, follow!
Why? Dreams and happiness are worth it!
Who is your superhero, your rock?
What happens to your dreams..
When this person dies and moves on?
Where do we go to live our dreams?
Why does life sometimes leave us with broken dreams?
Who says you can't follow your dreams?
What can anyone do to stop you?
When times get tough, fight harder!
Where do you wanna be in 20 years?
Why it's so important to follow your dreams!
Who is in control of your life n dreams?
What are dreams made of?
When are dreams born and how?
Where do they come from?
Why are dreams so important to us?
Who has the power to create greatness?
What we do is up to us...
When we have dreams, we have hope...
Where ever you go, your dreams will follow!
Why we must never give up on our dreams!
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Life is full of twists n turns,
to where there are no returns.
Weather it's morning, noon, day or night,
Ya gotta fight!! Ya gotta fight!!
You can never ever give up the fight.
Because...
Always, always in the end,
you'll find someone, you'll find a friend.
Someone to confide in, someone to trust,
because over all, trust is a must.
A true friendship without the need for lust,
that lasts forever n will never rust.
Life is full of twists n turns,
to where there are no returns.
What is the meaning of family?
Love creates family, family creates love,
nothing can break it, not even lightning from above.
The power of love in a family, will last forever, for eternity.
Family will die for each other,
The love in a family is like no other.
Love, family n friends is why we're here,
Love, family n friends will never disappear.
True friends are family too,
true friends like me n you.
Thoes very special true friends we find,
there hearts are special, there hearts are kind.
Thoes true friends are hard to find,
They love your heart, they love your mind.
Life is full of twists n turns,
to where there are no returns.
So what is the meaning of life for me?
Life is Love, Friends and Family.
Life is full of some great days n some bad ones too,
But with love from family n friends,
We can always get through.
Family n Friends like me n you.
There's no kind of force that can ever break through,
Because of love, family n friends like me n you.
Life is full of twists n turns,
But Life, Love n Family always returns.
Copyright © Ronnie Rhyno | Year Posted 2018
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Walking all alone through life once more,
I don't have a home so I can't open the door.
Walking all alone, alone all the time,
But I always keep my heart soft n kind.
Walking all alone on my lonely path,
Wishing I had a place to take a nice hot bath.
Walking all alone with many people around,
Me never talking or barley making a sound.
Walking all alone makes you brave n strong,
Strong enough to take on and beat up King Kong!
Walking all alone makes you see things clear,
So you can see to you what true and dear.
Walking all alone if it has to be,
There's so much out there that you can see.
Walking all alone, it happens everyday,
But everyday I don't mind, it's okay.
Walking all alone will stop one day,
And I'll stop, look back and say...
I was lonely, homeless and cold, but that's okay,
I always fought to fight another day!
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Here's what happens if you Roll The Dice...
Your gonna lose and it will not end nice!!
Don't get s#!t confused, you'll pay the price!
But not with money or an electric divice.
If you mess with me you'll pay the ultimate price and your Ending will not be nice..!
I'm an oleschoolrebel turned modern day renegade,
Soon I'll have it made,
Laying in the cooler shade...
Drinking spiked ice cold lemonade,
And I will elimemate...
Any bustas-suckers not feeling me !
Any motha-suckers not hearing me..!
Now y'all motha-truckers be fearing me !
I dare you stupid-suckas to be dareing me !
None of you dirty-muggers be scaring me !
All you dump-trucks better be hearing me !
Or you garbage-trucks better steer clear of me!!
Or this I can guarantee...
No one gonna know where your body be!
Stupid dummy should-na bothered me,
Now I'm the only one know where his body be !
In a shallow grave resting quietly!
This is what the hell happens if you step to me,
You gonna get stepped on cause I'm a bigger G
You a little g, you better believe, you gonna see...
If you mess around with an oleschoolrebel like me,
No one gonna know where your body be!
I'll rip your throat out n throw it the hell out!
Figure it out, Figure it out,
Or I'll rip your stupid throat out n throw it out,
Mess around n find out,
Mess around n find out!!
So go ahead and roll the dice,
I guarantee your ending will not be nice!
I garentee your ending will not be nice!
So go ahead and roll the dice,
There rigged and your gonna lose,
That's Right...
There rigged and your gonna lose...
Your always gonna lose and it won't be nice!!
You'll pay the ultimate gruesome price,
The ultimate messy price...
The final bloody price...
And your death will not be nice...
Your death will not be nice...
Your death will not be nice...
So go ahead n roll the dice...
Roll the dice...
Roll the dice...!!
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What happens to your heart if you care to much...?
It gets brused and broken, now it's walking with a crutch.
What happens to a guys confidence if he can't get a date?
Not a single date, a cruel twist of fate.
What happens if you have no self esteem?
I mean I try, but some girls are just cruel and mean.
What happens when with love you always finish last?
When your heart and whole body feels like it needs a cast.
What happens to your heart if your alone and growing old?
Is it possible for it to ever grow cold?
What happens when you finally find the girl your looking for?
True love at first sight, for always and evermore.
What happens now that you have found the one?
The one that ties you down, no longer on the run.
What happens now is something sent from above,
The hour, minute and second that we fell in love...
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What if time didn't exist?
What if you were never on creations list?
What if everything we know isn't real?
What if people could see how you really feel?
What if there's no such thing as fate?
What if there was no such thing as hate?
What if we're always out in the cold?
What if a great story was never told?
What if we humans didn't ever die?
What if for death we never qualify?
What if she were never even born at all?
What if you never tried, never took that fall?
What if we didn't ever ever feel pain?
What if we had nothing more to gain?
What if we had never made any mistakes?
What if we had never taken so many breaks?
What if we never find what we're looking for?
What if she had never answered the door?
What if she had never taken that chance?
What she had never asked you to dance?
What if our lives is all a lie?
What if we had never said goodbye?
What if we had never met at all?
What if she had never taken that call?
What if my heart was never broken?
What if my eyes were never opened?
What if I had never written this poem?
What if my words were never known?
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What happens when your heart breaks,
Is speeding after love worth whatever it takes?
A kind soul with a heart of gold,
But that heart of gold is growing old.
A kind man that looks for love,
Because finding love, there's nothing above!
Maybe someday love will find me.
Then that day I'll be forever happy.
When you go to bed at night and blow the candle out,
And then the dreams follow trying to figure it all out.
Wish I had a women to hold,
to keep my heart from going cold.
Maybe someday my dreams will come true,
And I'll find a love as beautiful as you.
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