Kalvin Klein No Friend Of Mind Don't Wear His Stuff On My Behind Poem by John Ackerman

Kalvin Klein No Friend Of Mind Don't Wear His Stuff On My Behind



Keith Sweat took us to the limit
Jams that left us in search of love
Break it down to those days of Stevie B with Spring Love

Flip flops with high hats cruising down lovers lane
Let me be the first to explain
Run D.M.C. & rap influenced other styles
Switch knife prison break who did we imitate

Plush styles getting a little bit wild
Today the style are changing you don't see the old school anymore
It was so in tow with Studio 54
Still we got Eminem & Jay Z getting busy on the floor


You got the hook up so keep it together
Flash cars with the stars hitting all those bars
Illumination....
Some have gone to prison

Getting the beats from my socks like Goldie Locks
Its the changing of the season
Homeboy got locked for no good reason
Dizzy are the days getting lost in a purple haze

This is a journey into sound
Sleepless night falling at the beach

Moon beams shine on my lady whose a peach
Got to get those old school rhymes

Clap your hands & push up them daisy's
Gone are the days of the late Slim Shady
Cause sugar is sweet so sweet like honey
I'm the homeboy at the back of the joint counting the money

Kalvin Klein No Friend Of Mind Don't Wear His Stuff On My Behind
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: music,rap
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