D Game Poem by sonic cronic

D Game

Rating: 2.8


I got the d game, no name
so rich, no fame
jumped in the game when
i was ten, and ill will never be the same.
i realy drive a lac, i'm a pimp and a mac
ya, its the truth its a fact, i pack
cuz i'm gangster, pull the chopper
for them fakers, cuzzo you can put
your face together like a puzzle
hit you in the face again and you can make
anotha, ya thats right i didn't evan
stutta. like your teeth i butter

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alan Curtis 19 May 2009

Thats dope cuddy! ! Put some more flows on ur profile and u'll b up at the top with me n no time cuz! ! Peace out, Hippy Sav

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Shy Beauty Raven 22 May 2009

Hey sonic this was really cool u really pulled it off.

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Jaci Burns 22 May 2009

this is good..........

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Mckenzie 29 May 2009

it's really good sonic keep writing

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itz great...write some more poems....

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Ashleymarie love 28 May 2009

i love this poem keep writing Ashleymarie

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Ashleymarie love 28 May 2009

i love this poem keep writing Ashleymarie

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Jazz Annis 27 May 2009

wow sonic...that is really great! keep em comin'! ! !

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