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the beat

Posted to Action Poetry




down the street
tic the beat
with my feet
to the ground
pound for pound
round and round
colcks in the walk and then I talk
this is no bache
of kids with no cash
I'm not rash or cut with gash
so take out your trash
don't beat that lash
i know the game
i play the same
this may be lame
but i flow like the wind
in time the next of kin
will begin to get it
split down for appearens
liveing not at home with your parents
thaat is no projection of excellence
so take those bens
and lick sheet
feel the heat
and rock the the beat