A Poem by Namuh Niffa




line one



catch the words

or catch em when i throw em at you

make mines

make minds

movin at you

sittin still

while the outside movin past you

see mine

then imma have ta move it pass you

keep askin

man imma have ta axe you

s**t clickin

solenoids and my cv axle

if you dont know

plug in

ill reflash you

if you didnt know

just fa fun ill alley bash you

graduated in this b***h

watch the tassle

insane in this ho

who you callin old

same s**t same s**t

without the mold

from the bottom of this b***h

like the alamo

made cars made planes

now a boat

sinkin aint a option

now i float

hand me that and those

i want em both

roll it up make it grape

i like ta smoke

im movin wit the water

i like ta soak

tell tales

tell me

but f**k the folk



© 2010 Namuh Niffa

Author's Note

Namuh Niffa
on point

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Added on July 19, 2010
Last Updated on July 19, 2010


Namuh Niffa
Namuh Niffa

chicago, IL

ha westside of chicago animal like congo poet on stage where the fu*k they put my bongo on a new page better yet a new book im a dog not man cant see then look. im a dog. more..

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A Poem by Namuh Niffa