Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Don't Push Me

i aint a killer but dont push me.
i try to be a lover cuz i got a juicy pussy.
but haters on my head acting hard-soft and mushy.
bust em in they head seein red and its gushy.
pluckin out her eyes they the color of the sky.
the opposite of the place i'll send u when u die.
death before dishonor? well then it is time to die.
slit ur fuckin throat choke ur baby while it cry.
some of my niggas ask me one question, and its why?
ive taken all i can now a muhfucka fry.
get back to baking bread like rye.
spread the butter thin and let out little sigh

1 comment:

  1. I like this poem...It makes me feel like i'm watching you in short film...

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