Like a sly fox I am compelled to shadow box my mentals
Sometimes laugh & mock contenders with credentials
that are not up to par , but Siriusly ...
I spar with Spartans like Greco-Roman reptiles
in the Garden west of Eden
While bleedin' my Ego is retreatin'
from the pummeling of this Sun- ripened pugilist
Cassius Clay conscious , never knew to this
pay per view event , the soul is the currency to be spent
in this arena . A Buddha-posture , poker faced demeanor
with a fierce esoteric jab , hits like a meth lab's potency of truth
Superman out da booth says my triple strand DNA
promotin' positve vibrations like Robert Nester used to say
could you be love ?
Me , myself ... I have more than an adequate amount
It is the reason of why my opponent , as we speak
is looking up at the Ref recieving the eight count
The barbarity in this case is of a necessary evil
I had to knock out my Gollum
In order to champion the cause of my Smeagle
7even2wenty
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Alekia Abeni says: Oh but yes sir! I love this! *SNAPS* |
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2b2b2 says: Dope Writez.....ONE |
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7even2wenty says: Alekia |
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Of All Times !Like a sly fox I am compelled to shadow box my mentals Sometimes laugh & mock contenders with credentials that are not up to par , but Siriusly ... I spar with Spartans like Greco-Roman reptiles in the Garden west of Eden While bleedin' my Ego is retreatin' from the pummeling of this Sun- ripened pugilist Cassius Clay conscious , never knew to this pay per view event , the soul is the currency to be spent in this arena . A Buddha-posture , poker faced demeanor with a fierce esoteric jab , hits like a meth lab's potency of truth Superman out da booth says my triple strand DNA promotin' positve vibrations like Robert Nester used to say could you be love ? Me , myself ... I have more than an adequate amount It is the reason of why my opponent , as we speak is looking up at the Ref recieving the eight count The barbarity in this case is of a necessary evil I had to knock out my Gollum In order to champion the cause of my Smeagle  |