hwd doin' the rap.

hwd doin' the rap.

A Poem by Holly Lock
"

A small stroke I think.

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"I never meant to" means so little

since I just did it anyway,

feral hearts are lead astray

sadly lead down my alleyway

scratched up by my alleycats

fed alive to my alleypets

you'll see how bad it gets

I'll take you to the grave and yet, I ain't makin' threats

Won't know where you went

all your time is spent

hell is paved with my intent

when I pick up your scent

don't be misled, I'll smile

and still tear you to shreds.

Your at my feet

your as good as dead

I'm killing you slowly from the inside

I'm in your heart, I'm in your bed

and somehow m**********r still in your head.

 

Now look at you

your as good as me,

guilty of murder in the first degree

guilty of possession of LSD,

shootin' whisky and smokin' tree.

Got a PhD in THC

H-W-D, doin' the R-A-P

Got a wicked hunger for droppin' beats

Bringin' my word to the f****n' streets.

© 2009 Holly Lock


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Added on October 26, 2008
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