Poetry Blogs (rap)
She wanted one more chance like Biggie.
As she grew up with no role modelz like Cole.
Because she knew she could like Nas,
Go and chase her dreams like Meek Mill.
Whilst trying to lay low like Snoop,
She stresses over her 99 problems like Jigga.
Because she’s fed up with the b******t like Big L,
But knows things will be all good like Lil Kim.
Whilst praying for ...
Monday 22nd March 2021 6:55 pm
I’m sure you can tell I’m
Part of the hip-hop community
So I take every opportunity
To spit rhymes like a hot tap
Gushing cheer in a Christmas rap.
When the weather is cold,
When the weather is hot
My generosity never stops.
I keep giving without a pause.
They should call me Santa Claus.
What? Don ‘t know who I’m talking about?
Then you can give Father Christmas a ...
Monday 24th December 2018 10:47 am
everyone be hearing us.
What an exciting life you lead,
cosmic superhuman centipede.
I’m Centric G pause for the D:
ejaculating antiquating - even thoughts dilapidated.
You should go through twice
extinguish anguish from your life
cosmic zombie souls are sliced.
rubbing Atlas, struggled rolling
Monday 6th August 2018 9:31 pm
You deserve this break, having been up since even the early-bird was still in bed,
Even awake while the stars were still high in the sky
And the moon bathed the grass with its pale white eye.
Moving these animals from their sleeping state,
Off of their beds doubling as dinner plates, doubling as dinner-
Their begrudging moans loud as they leave this place of rest to go to work,
Friday 6th January 2017 4:16 am
Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm
I wasn't dead,
just never alive
all for a dive.
A dyspraxic in a speedboat
as I struggled to swim
in shark infested waters
but I won't let them win.
The rewards of success
for creating a mess
an unmade bed
for an economy's left.
People can study
and some even praise
others are starstruck
Wednesday 12th December 2012 3:02 am