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Justin Waddle Poem
Bust to the extreme
And collide with your foes
Be ruthless and heartless
When smash on them hoes
Leave no stone unturned
When your searching for a "snatch"
Always be ready
To smash that ass
Cause they sneaky as ****
Waiting patiently for you to slip
Or get down on your luck
Then you looked surprised
When your ass gets stuck
Like how could this happen
How could this be
They said they would have my back
Always
Always and tomorrow
Are two in the same
Cause when you wake up tomorrow
Its today
And always is cool
Till it comes time for change
And that's all I'm gonna say
You seek fortune
And you seek fame
Then your a prime target
For them bogus lames
And trifling dames
That try to get at you in the beginning
So they can snatch your change
When you do make a name
Its all the same
Every mother****ing day
But u *****es ain't slick
Cause you all look fake
Like a ***** with teary eyes
You know she got raped
And took against her will
Just cause some ***** ass punk
Needed a thrill
Well meet your maker
I got a deal
Cause sent down in my presence
And your soul will get drilled
Chilled and chopped up
And diced up into a meal
For the dogs to eat
Now am I keeping it real
Or just real ill
My fates already been sealed
You silly bastard
I'm on the chopping block
And all you hear is my laughter
Before and after
The rapture
*****!
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Dear Flow God's
I need a soul charge
Something that's super hard
Turn flames into bars
And leaves *****chard
Amen
Are you with me?
Test, test
This ain't no test
Its extreme stress
Created on my brain
From minimal rest
So bow down
You're in the presences of the best
Were you from?
Nowhere *****,
I don't even exist
But nice guess
I only come with tight ass *****
Nothing less
And you just walked into
The Red-zone without your vest
Now this lyrical lead
Gonna rip you to shreds
And turn your head to mist
When this *****hits
Your brain... OWE...nice catch
But he didn't know it
As soon as this lyric connected
His head exploded
Bustin 50 cal. lyrics
I've been quoted
And voted the creepiest writer
With the hottest fire
To spit this *****you so badly desire
I'm a live wire
With the motives to conspire
Injuries on my enemies
Call me a liar
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I'm feeling alive
On top of my game
Can you feel me
Get you a cup
And fill it up
With some ice and Henny
Is there anybody alive
That's ready to ride
Really?
I don't know fo show
Most of these dudes is hoe's
I know
And most of my poetry
Turns into flows
With blows to your souls
I'll keep you on your toes
If you just listen
Chill with all the assumptions
And quite *****in'
For the hidden messages
That are written
Ya'll keep missin'
I'll keep that head spinnin'
If you'll just pay attention
Thru the intense spittin'
You'll see sign's between these lines
And expose my intentions
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A mercenary
Of dreams
A master
Of schemes
Good with a pen
And I run with feigns
I wont have to pay to get you hit
They'll do it for free
But that's my thing
So don't try to copy my style
Cause believe me
I can write a hell of allot more wild
Give me a second and I'll write it
Some *****
That could get a mother****er indicted
Or sited
On the grounds of insanity
********* it
Whats another fifty-one-fifty
To add to the stack
In fact
Drop the act 10 and give me act 3
Cause I'm no longer temporary
I need to get paid
Ha ha if y'all don't know what I'm talking about then google the shit
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Come on brain
Lets do this *****
Conjure these flows
So I can to spit
Not no dumb dumb
Something they can feel me with
Something hard never soft
Something tight
Right from the top
Come on come on
Yep
Entire nations
Move to motivation
And to battle stations
Thus
In hopes of annihilating the competition
With extreme precision
Visions of battlefield tribulations
Proceeded by extinction
Of entire nations
Readily available are these citations
And accusations in quotation
It is written
Proceed with caution
This is an extreme soul snatchin'
Operation
By the best in enemy infiltration
Leaves souls wasted
At the gates of hell
Is were I wrote this
And the deepest of holes in Facebook
Is were I'll post it
And show off my skill as a venomous poet
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Sittin' on a pedestal
A mile high
Pen stays Eagle Tippin'
Ink slung from the sky
Sit back suckers
And watch me get mine
Dedicated to fire
I'll stay on my grind
Let it rip forever
Till the end I'll shine
No need to wonder
I've seen a sign
And all y'all patiently waiting
It's time
To turn these grapes I write
Into sweet tasty wine
No longer is the need
To drop a dis in a rhyme
Or battle straw men
Of any kind
Time to leave
The petty bull*****behind
And aim for the stars
In which I strive
Sit back and enjoy life
It's a beautiful ride
Regardless of what y'all think
I've still not reached my prime
But as soon as I do
You'll know it's arrived
Don't get me wrong
I still got fits that need to be tied
And I still vent
By busting lyrics when I ride
And I still love to get on up
Mile high to raw hide
Until I die
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Lock me in solitary
And throw away the key
It ain't no different
Then what I've already done to me
Already told you once
You done got the best of me
Ain't nothin' left
But what I want you see
Ain't no use in trying
To fulfill your fantasy
Goin' plum crazy
Is my mentality
And I went all out
When I lost my sanity
Even my own family
Was scared to death of me
And they should've been
They were led to believe
In something that wasn't
Deceived without a doubt
By a few words
From my *****es mouth
I swear to God
Thats what it was about
She stepped up
Then started bombing
She went all out
Never stopping
Damn near put me
In my coffin
But it didn't
Cowboy-ed the **** up
After the attack
Thanked them for showing me
All that I lacked
Then started wildin' the **** out
Like you ain't never seen before
Kept a sawed off fully loaded
And opened up a store
**** a shop
Vowed to never stop
Till all my foes
Lost their souls
To the buckshot pop
Out the end of my barrel
Forever
Till my soul rots
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Lord are heavenly father
My brain has become condemned
My actions have out weighed my words
Time and time again
I feel like the world
In which I live
Is slowly closing in
These demons and drugs
Has taken there toll
For a life made in sin
I clear my throat
Wipe my eyes
Sit in silence and pray
Pray for some strength
And pray for some hope
That you will show me the way
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The long nights
And even harder days
Left rigid impressions
Beside the eyes on my face
It's a measurement of time
Between distance of space
For a life spent
Like I was in a race
Not one spent wisely
Never at an easy pace
Instead I was foolish
And ran it with haste
Kinda like you would do
If you were being chased
You get my drift?
Run run run
Till you can't no more
Then rest for less than a sec
And then you run some more
Run till the running is done
Then at the end
Realize it really wasn't that much fun
Or worth it
For that matter
And everybody else dreams
That I managed to shatter
A long the way
Excuse you
What did I say
Somebody else dreams?
How the **** you got the power to do that
It's easy, keep putting **** in their reach
Till they ass has to come back
Or they get sick
Like an inevitable trap
That may never end
Its installed once
And replays itself over and over again
Passed from generation to generation
And family to kin
Ain't nobody an exception
Not a homeboy or your best friend
Every mother****er's got the potential
To get they ass drug around the bend
Hauled off to the asylum
Or wind up in the pen
For a life trapped in an under toe
Fed by sin
Till the end my friend
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Beautiful woman
Angel in the night
Spread your wings baby
And take flight
I can picture a full moon
And the stars shinning bright
The twinkle in your eyes
Makes everything alright
I can feel the love
It's at it's height
For this is the feeling I strive for
When I write
Its the one emotion
That can fill a soul with light
It can render you utterly speechless
With merely its might
Its breath taking
To say the least
It's like a drug
That you can't see
But you know it's there
Its invisible
Yet you can feel it in the air
It exists nowhere
But I can still take you there
Its flawless in it's design
It's unconditional
And can outlast the hands of time
It can out span
The dimensions of your mind
It's potential power
Can't even be fathomed man
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