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God made black beautiful, Black and strong, and when we knock adversity over, were going to do it with Black Nikes on our feet* #BoobieMiles Site Rank COLONEL
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School of Hard Knocks '08

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just different

First let me make it clear for ya
Yo skills compared to mine is beauty and da beast
Imma complex monster, so novice child stay in ya place
Ya shoes ain't laced, you gotta crawl before you walk
mumble before you talk, get to cryin to much
I'll put this lyrical binky in ya mouth
I'm takin you back to skool wit da ruler and the napsack
Oh you pushin me to hard on da play swing
Grab your hair bows lay you down on your broken back
Principal's office here I come
I do tha time for tha crime ain't no shame in dat
Cause i kno V-day imma still get a card from ya
Addicted to my swagg my style unique
G-14 classified non-imitated added to the x-files
I gotcha hooked like a blow fish caught on my blow pop
Kinda prickly on the surface but soft in the middle
Like my rhyme scheme ???
My illustrator is Frindle
Thanks to you Mrs. Match Burner my rhymes is rekindled
I studied my craft coast to coast mixed and blendered it
Like Corey wearing Under Armour it's too tight ma
And oooh it's so sweet like my tip I call it Tropicana
Line for line my skills are untamed I call it animal planet
My domain is a lyrical Jungle your's a petting zoo
My description lies in the valley of revelation
I'll sting you like a scorpion, Mufasa bite cha head off
You want war, I'll assault ya without warning
When it comes to battle imma atheist
No faith or mercy but i'll baptize if you want
Call me Elmer Fudge cause i'm ready for duck hunt
Shoot me a couple of chipmunks in process of a side game
Eatin um up after I burn em over an open flame
Sorry baby girl for taking a couple shots at cha
But I had to give you a piece of reality without actual brutality

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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY MrOfficialTG3

She Say She Love a

This is just real talk from a grown man stand point

I sometimes I wonder if it's true what they claim
Only fools fall in love cause the is just a game
Same board different players, similar mind skill levels
No matter how far u make it theirs a shovel and a ditch
Dirty hands from a always tryin to get over
But sooner or later she will always *** up
Not enough bleach to whiten up her own filthy sheets
Wordplay is a lets see if she can take the heat
trying to sneak and creep, that is for the nocturnals honey
you silly dumby wifey call yourself pimping myspace
Aint private in a house with open windows and a key
Thought you had yo down all the way to the tee
Hoe i got eyes all around unlike CBS we keep both eyes open
Whats really ***ed up, you worked right within the system
I guess no one never told you never *** wit his old coworkers
Even if they wasn'...

School of Hard Knocks '08

Smoke n Mirrors

If I could change anything in my life, it be two things
The day I ***ed that girl, and the day my daddy died
Six years ago I cried mighty long rivers
Now a nights I still have blue moon shivers
But from since then I have recooperated from heartaches and pain
and how it makes the haters go insane
Cause a back on the blocks and got girls calling y'all lames
Cause who knew I'd be the successer of my father
He was like R Kelly with a 18 year difference between him and my mother
Now on to another subject about this chick that tried to be so gutta
But ended up like three year old molded butter
How you gon be faithful in one eye, but a cheater in the other
Especially when you scared to admit to your main that you had like another
A 20 yr. old you claimed to be your best friend
I knew more then what u thought cause your bestfriend was my news reporter
But don't think I&#...

Verse 1 from "Getting Some"

Whats up lil' momma, name G Killa
Watch me pop dat coke, drink dat cocoa vanilla
we can do it the scrilla or we can do it in the bed
Make my bang like two twelves all up in yo head
Ride you like a stallion make you cry me a river
Feel dem legs quiver from my tounge slitheren
They call me the predator, cause I'm really killin it
Home run king Barry Bonds cause the way I'm hittin it
sixty three on the list numba one in yo tummy
After you drive dis stick, you gon be my nascar honey
Show me baby girl why you love me the most
And when you finish I'm a show you why they call me ghost

The Warzone Era

The signs of war are embedded in this letter
splattered blood colored the way of my feelings
I couldn't feather being the chosen one compared to millions
at the edge of my fingertips the stories of twenty thousand killings
why couldn't i be the one falling from that thirty story building
but yet I'm the unknown with the 3300 d.c. mircale healings
love ones missing dead ones but soon to be future ones some at the click of the gun
but others blessed to see many more days, they just might last till the sun go down
my days are numbered like the calender wit only a few leap years
thats why when i see someone die I release my fears through tears
fears are of the devil so wen i let go I lighten up the worlds burdens
So the battle is one as long as the people kno who to trust in

School of Hard Knocks '08

She Say She Love a

School of Hard Knocks '08

Smoke n Mirrors

Verse 1 from "Getting Some"

The Warzone Era

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