Peoples g. Riot Scribe's Slab Mixtape (Vol.1, verse 1)A Poem by Mr. Deft DictionI’ll never change/like Jigga man/ Blueprint, track nine/I’d have to go back/ And life is forward/hence there’s no time/ I see you baby/with ya little waist line/ You heard me right/I don’t waste time/ So what I need is/access to those Seven jeans/ When As real as today/what else could I be? CHORUS: Yeah, I know/you rock stars get them women (hey!)/ But did you know/that when I get ‘em, I twist ‘em (yes!)/ Never been a slacker/ I don’t roam them halls/ I just lumberjack ‘em/stand back and watch them fall/ It’s Peoples g./poetry/fluid like Pepsi/ I gotta myspace music page/now all the honey’s wanna sex me/ But I got me a Lucy/she’ll tell you I’m her Desi/ Watch how you step, pimpin’/loving her could get messy/ But I been graced her heaven/all she did was bless me/ I engage her/then she parks her rear automatically/ Kinda like how the Lex be/then she takes it down/ Goes around/like a carousel/couldn’t even lie about her ride/ It ain’t hard to tell/she been getting it in since Adam and Eve’s Garden fell/but when I swell/she gets open/yeah… I know… You rock stars get them women (hey!)/ But did you know/that when I get ‘em, I twist ‘em? (yes!)
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