Raps CanopyA Poem by Mario Vitalea real rap poemRap Canopy
whispers in a dream start the stream living in a land so very mean see ya on the flip side squeeze gonna knock you to your knees spreading it's disease the city has everything quite pretty this is my quaint little ditty, every road up ahead marks the child of the living dead face filled with lead gotta walk the miracle mile look at homeboy Charlie Sheen got aids cuisine take it a little bit further we discover a boat on the river waiting to deliver these are the days where anything goes got lost in the sauce of pany hoes trapped beneath the silver sleeve theirs a man in great need, wine, dine & 69 more words to this rhyme falling alive gonna get a rise We are getting healthy with the waiting make no mistaken frying the bacon got raps that rhyme got rhymes that reel saying its no big deal flirting with fire burning up with its fullest of desire coming down to the wire
my fans want to diss me but its no big mystery I'm out making history with my legacy Grand Master Flash was but a thing of the past but he was a sure fire blast in the arts Rap in the window of my desire creating a buzz down to the wire a gun for higher Everyday we got rhymes that fold in mint condition is there something other you'd been missing... Come away with me where suckas bleed in my rap canopy gotta take a pee, Through each portal there's a doorbell making tight lines swell rapping is never hell I stand in ovation being ever led away from temptation going to take a long vacation D Cyphr got fantastic tracks not to mention Lil Pump ain't no making junk we jump Onto the different side of the episode with rhymes a glow stated years ago
there's a glimmer of hope coming down to the wire its a gun for higher never call me a liar fast cars with crooked bars gonna get my body kit quick souped up Camry keep you at ease listen to famed Freddie Mercury in my tinsel town of make believe rap in my genes flirting with fire blowing it up in purest of desire coming down to the wire fresh for 18 I'm not your closet queen but I got rhymes so very mean, sort of like Kidd Rock I sure think a lot pushing it further to lone discover under the covers rhymes that rock rap the reels it's not big deal watch the tires now squeel gotta go to the ocean surf and turf is my magical potion using my magic lotion Pay back is a b***h you'll be found in the ditch using my favorite pitch so delicious mark the man wiling to explore eating his ice cream from next door lest I implore © 2018 Mario Vitale |
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