Gender: Male Location: Kicking pigs out of the screen.
I was once in a cell, under a lock
I got the guard, gave him a sock
I had to get out
where to, I had to escape
I needed to leave before it was too late
so I thought real fast, I was a quick schemer
I headed to the room with the washers and cleaners
within in a few hours it was nice and quiet
snuck on out, to avoid causing a riot
met a man, his name was cain
he said if I helped him, my reward wouldn't be in vain
so I took the keys and let him out
thinking he would help me without doubt
I looked again, and saw his face
he cheated with my wife, and took her out for a date
as much as I wanted to escape, I couldn't regret
what he did, and why I was so upset
a fight ensued,out in the parking lot
a sniper hurriedly located the spot
seeing this as opportunity, I pushed him at the light
a bullet was shot, thus ending the fight
I had to escape, and get out quick
To do this well, I had to be slick
Jumped on the bike I raced for freedom
The cops gave chase, I said "shit who needs them"
So i parked my bike, and went for a swim
the dogs came after, not going out on a limb
came back up, where was I then
back in the cell a result of my sin
how did I get there do you ask
the fight with my wife, about cain that cracked
Gender: Male Location: Kicking pigs out of the screen.
Ah dock ock, how sweet of you to notice me
and be jealous of the fact I get more booty than a toilet seat
funny thing is you make less and less rhyme
a sure sign that you have fallen out of your prime
whats wrong, my words puttin you to sleep
I see you like smilies, and thats all that I see
I came in early, and I took all the keeps
trying to sound smart, but you sound quite weak
you peeps mean little, they help you sun
about as effective as firing blanks for the gun
and through all this banter you probably didn't notice
that the man with grenades, is me, right out the service
blast what you say, like an M16,
nothing to sing
is that all, please have something to bring
You brag about peoples moms like you want them
You probably stay on more dick, than a trojan condom
listen to me
then you'll see
Why you'll log off for about 2 weeks
as for the space
save the hate
I already knew you couldn't properly read
You try to make poetry a science, I make it an art
send you all packing, with you boys who aint smart
Using silly words, like penny and ninny
You think you got props, well I get plenty.
Tell me what you think of the lyrics that sent me.
I can't rhyme. My excuse: Freeverse has more meaning.
A shadow.
Nothing more.
A trick of light, a figment of my imagination,
A cruel trick on my weary mind,
By night, sweet lady night,
Calm serenity with a promise of silent death,
Another flicker,
Just off the corner of my eye,
It couldn't be,
It's my imagination,
Merely an illusion.
My pace quickens nonetheless.
Another blur, silent amongst the trees,
It was there, I know it was,
I really need to get more sleep.
I think of peace, of quiet,
Of a good night's rest.
Suddenly, silently,
Another blinding flash of silver and shadows,
In front of me.
I realize my legs have stopped,
Just in time to fall to my knees.
I try to speak,
To ask what has happened here.
The words do not come,
They slide from my throat with my thoughts,
In a crimson trickle,
Never to return.
I'd call it "You Got Ninja'd", but it seems to serious... I'll go with "A Good Night's Sleep"
Oh, and sushi still rules all of your favorite foods.
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Aug 30th, 2005 04:10 PM
