Black Poetry : Cats talk of Christ but don’t walk nice they stalk ice

[MADDRAPPER]

Cats talk of Christ but don’t walk nice they stalk ice
And riches the dumb act funny with a sum of money advice
Could be a sad price to pay, can go to a true church too much
Who touch the cash after offering softening the palms for such?
Extreme situation like the fourteen generation David to Abraham
The thunder is great like a blunder or mistake, which will undertake the program?
God is no odd in our life already used the rod twice and won’t
Nod to slice the evil again, illegal men in position of tradition but don’t
Lead proper or great and proceed to operate like satanic machines
Need a finer century we now suffer from minor injury with dreams
Of being king but like the Israelites seeing bling while Moses
In the mountains where roses and fountains of truth opposes
The life we’re fun living is so unforgiving

 

[$$RICH$$]

nice flowing hey brutha you have 6 pieces out there on the front
slow down and apply some of that ENERGY and give the other
poet's some love ......................

 

[MADDRAPPER]

give love jokers don't give me love need a remedy

 

[$$RICH$$]

i'll smile and float!
no need to cling
to a rope or choke
give love and ya never
broke it's no joke .....

be not like others but self
it's that time of year to give u know !

 

[tzevi1278]

loving the uniqueness of your flow, hip hop inspired i'm sure. i'm hip hop til i die so i feel your scribes. keep inkin em

Lyr1c