Floetry.... - Just...yea..=1

[SBYRD5]

I was starring at nothing which turned out to be something,

I was holding the world in my hand,

I felt tears rolling down my eyes I decided to make this post cry,

I saw the rivers of Africa which where the sewer line ghettos of New York...

My head is swelling...my potential tells me I was born leet,

I really can't even keep a hook on a beat.....

I'm thinking about everyday I'm glad I've got the status of a ####ie...

I never plan to stand on a mountian of trash....and say I'm saimba...

I never said I wanted an Encore,

I always wanted a match,

This thread is just me...

So just take that...=/



Edited By SBYRD5 on Mar. 03 2004 at 09:10

[LEESTAR77]

wow....
loss of words.... :shocked:

[party_gurl]

i wanna add a poem to that....
i cant forget that day... the feeling of hate and sorrowness.. u made my hapiness flown away ... ive never felt this way ...rejected.. uneeded... so hopeless .. lonely... but now i met u ... u had made me wake up from my nightmare...u turn my sadness into happiness.. my feelings for you no words can tell...
it not really a poem it doesnt even ryhme but ohwell wut the hek lol...

[SBYRD5]

But I'm Micheal, Vitale..... Jon Doe to be exact

You hoped to meet a gentleman one day, well this is something close to that,

In fact, This boy is respectfull with his mac...I was introduced at a floetry show,

About a year or so ago, I don't know, mind slips me

I'm in the southern states, you know North Carolina where all the pimps be,

Dressin all boogey and carryin' ugly cups,Fights always breaking out...girlies telling the bully that they've bullied enough,

And yes you're getting booed if your poop does not get down,

And yes you're getting sued by women who didn't get up,

Out their seat on the city bus, and from standing still feet shouldn't rust,

And beat is a must, and we shouldn't lust,I hope your listening love is investing trust...

But we do, I'm laughin' at the calendars and clocks,

Ask Scott to match the socks, for my funeral...want to match in the black box....after I get spent on day by a glock,

Wont be now it's not even close tell the Edge of the clock,

Much more SB in stock....ladies might want to check their speakerbox,

+Pink and Blue+, you're lolly gaggin, you're slow pokin,

You got me open, you're playin wit me, darlin I'm not a toy I'm the kid that did background beats off the Killa Cam feate "Oh Boy".

This is me trust me I be the real McCoy,

Pay attenion to this topic it might change your life's inner liners,designers,.....after feeling this section you might treat me nicer....=1



Edited By SBYRD5 on Mar. 03 2004 at 09:32

[Kingryu1]

take that g unit =/

thats was very good byrdy. well done..

[SBYRD5]

I've always had a dry mouth for poetry......or just random words is all I've had...

And yeah G-UNIT can't play here anymore ;)



Edited By SBYRD5 on Mar. 06 2004 at 19:28

[vx_unicom]

Wow..........dude thats NOT bad!!!...I'm also good at poems and that kind of stuff. :laughlong:

[king_of_ken]

i miss the old topic to SBYRD i fell ur pain darn u Nosoul =/

[SBYRD5]

Recognize the pain and heat....the strife added to my beat added to my feate,

The keystyling my fatalites are no more....

Nosoul4evr punished G-UNIT by stating "You can rap R-Rated schemes no more. :angryfire: "

So he wanted us to flow with something softcore, like the community of SFO shopping for Fruit Of The Loom in a grocery store,

So when the immature started to show gore....from the missing place of there thread that can be viewed or seen no more....

This kid SBYRD that wasn't a nerd....master of boughetto studies,

He can be your enemy or your best buddy..don't play him that would be ubsurde...

Educated by manga comics,

Taught how to speak and read english from hook on phonics.

He's only a southern boy that knows Ebonics,

"Yah ya'll and thatz be alls" use to be core words of phrase

My potential is just born leet....everytime I attempt a goal I've just been made.

If you challenge me I'll use this phrase "I'll dance on your grave."

hehe pwned thats all I'm going to say.



Edited By SBYRD5 on Mar. 06 2004 at 19:36

[SBYRD5]

Not born from baltimore...saying his only friend is "me."

Started a thread saying "Take that this is just for me......"

When he Rhymes his soul is free,

Knowing that floetry is the medicine for thee,

I'm using old English and my floetry still dosn't seem meaningless,

My affort and my mouth are both dry...I'm in the desert the sun beats down on my neck and back relentless,

Lately my 5 senses have become senseless,

I can feel death like the 6 sense....I don't need to make schemes boughetto like my nicca 50-Cent,

Because I already know what it's like to live the struggle...always hungry....stomach empty,but full of air bubbles,

Don't you see the pain in a struggling young black man's eyes....and we hide our fear behind money cars,and chains with ICEE that lights up your face..then YOUR eyes and loose women with large thighs,

Plenty of sin in this world,but we continue to live our lives...and just deny...



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Edited By SBYRD5 on Mar. 06 2004 at 19:43