"Seven" (Shade's Stories 1)
• Written by Shade
I write rhymes, dry and wise
High advice, we are in blight times
Apply guise and kill those bite sized
Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride
The horse lied, I've got an odd mind
A little on the dissolved side
I hit a cop blind and pulled the revolved slide
With a blonde bride, tied the knot inside
Enough to turn Bond upside
Crop aside, I'm not of the kind kind
Lined hides, a refined prize
Made of sized plies and pleas
Enough swag to shoot Adam and pimp slap Eve
Otherwise cease and swamp with ease
I'm not talking M3's, but this is your survival lease
A few hundred dollars and some reviewed proverbs
I'll piss off any Christian
Tell their lengthy wisdom is simply lengthy fiction
Wealthy tuition, floor already crimson
Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen
Nigga!
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Shade
Member since November 2 2013