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Flowz (free spit urge purge)

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life

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So  it  goes,  I  propose

 

Sliding  on  down  to  corner  stores

 

Catching  Life  Savers,  for  Now  ‘N  Laterz

 

Step  back  out  the  door  onto  escalators

 

Moonwalking  back  over  pasts,  rehashing   history

 

Only  to  glide  on  by,  Back  to   Future  mysteries

 

Sticking  out  my  gimme  cup  to  catch  the  reign

 

Although  I  may  look  and  act  poor,  I  still  be  King

 

New  Jack  Swing,  sportin’  fetishes  like  a  sneaker  fiend

 

Squeakin’  rubber  to  asphalt,  gliding  like  b-ball  dunk  memes

 

Lubricated  enough  to  clean  out  cavities,  is  how  my  Flo-Rides

 

No  need  to  replay,  cause  I’m  all out  and  its  all  about  time

 

Whether  upstream  or  downwind,  my  flows  stay  clever,  in  minds

 

Soaring  on  ether,  like  as  if  it  was  $.99cent  gas  refills,  engine   winds

 

I  gets   ill,  but  I  prays  I  can  be  better,   thru  inclement  weather

 

So  I  change  my  gears  and  rock  butter  soft  sweaters,  to check  my  neck

 

In  August  I  may  toss  it,  butt  naked  running  in  gutter  til  November

 

I  do  remember  the  time,  I  first  fell  in  love,  fell  hard,  hurt  my  tongue

 

Son  of  a  Gun,  asking  questions  later,  so  my  lovers  got  knocked  stupid

 

I  looped  it  but  never  edit,  unless  I’m  taking  commercial  breaks  on  union  time

 

Double  pay,  just  from  skipping  the  line,  knowing  the  time,  like  counting  ninez

 

Repeating  lines,  like  I  was  sniffing  dope,  nodding  to  beats  entitled  I can’t  cope….

 

Nah  not  I,  or  not  me  and  definitely not  We,  although  sometimes  I  get  outside  myself

 

The  wealth  is  the  flow  I  create……so  I  got  to  keep……the Flow…..Flow….exceptional

 

Just  under  lyrical,  I  hear  a  few  and  hum  one,  two  but  never  sung  for  royalties, 2b  free

 

Pumped  a  fist,  popped  a  lock  and  had  a  gig,  came  out  swoll  from  brain  hemorrhage

 

So  the  flow  goes,  flows  come,  with  this  paper  and  typing  keys  my  mind  is  swayze!

 

Looking  lazy,  but  crazy hyperactive  in  scenarios  skating  out  from  under  wherevers....

 

My  mind  takes  me,  scary,  crazy,  religious,  destructive  tendencies,  I  flows  thru  them  all….

 

By  keeping  deez  flows  of   ish…..written  down  introspectively!

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LP45 says:

This one is different than some of your other works, but I get it. Very nice 2b. Keep flowin'.
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2b2b2 says:

Thanks kindly Ladypoet45 (winks)
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hymnagen says:

A thinking mind's free style is always good for the soul....I digs. Peace

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2b2b2 says:

Thanks....no doubt....ONE

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