*Word Play* Criminals bootlickers Bloodpiled stewed cookers You have long hair It brings your head down Its somewhat heavy I see you from the distance You are shoulder to shoulder with revenge Very unlucky to have paid for crime I mentioned it on the first line? We are running on the same time Goodmorning judge and Men of feeble minds To panel and court All these kolo of the hillside Of the plateau Of the Jost To the bity gnats Do gasps for air Rush to grab Rush to brag Quick to conclude I am up for grabs To cunts to tutts Keep count They are cloning And are filling the highways Police mount road blocks Ask you for twenty naira They are no beggars It is development money Try to take cover Moments from now will be Accurate accidental discharge of bullets You may lose your life You may bow out At last a little easier than the lasts And Find yourself a little farther Than you can return Than you can find your way home Lost is lost What we lost will never return Only duplicates or mmaybe better ones Or maybe better days You could finally find a wife To talk and listen To teach new words and Expand your vocabulary To assasinate your benefaction To tell you you know no You have black eyes And very cool lips You
Posted on: Mon, 02 Dec 2013 19:54:37 +0000
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