Missiles Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Missiles



stack my money high and roll
onto the next goal
Thinking ‘bout the money, hoe
a moment to savor
I can believe i'll do it
that's why i'm gon be grateful
I can believe i'll do it
I'm goin to war, launchin' missiles off

Gimme respect,
Put them in check
No respect
What come of my legacy?
The best you can expect
I got bad habits, habits
Whatever I do is classic
I can generate traffic
I can generate havoc
You can not roll with me
Cause I'm the goals you see
You can not be like me
conviction is always monetary
Gold accomplishments
Trophy gold acknowledgements
Are you on that list?
Don't see you on the list
Still tryna flex
You aren't Sh*t
Real counterfeit
Hop off my d*ck

pass em the ball, pass em the ball,
make the score count
gather the team
telling them all
championships are paramount
if you try out for kecey,
imma take it to the stars
if they wanting war,
imma launch missiles off

stack my money high and roll
onto the next goal
Thinking ‘bout the money, hoe
a moment to savor
I can believe i'll do it
that's why i'm gon be grateful
I can believe i'll do it
I'm goin to war, launchin' missiles off

I'm a cheetah speed Ferrari Enzo
fixta load up the ammo
I'm so bannanas, Tony Montana
Turning profits in Americana
pullin' heat, commando
snap attack like rambo
Trading jabs like a fight match
This a win bet I'm going catch
Undefeated can't take the crown
Block your move with a chief move
Advances adjourned, overruled
I said no to your friendship:
You need me before I need you
the other night it was end game
Told them sheep falling for a ruse
Wolves are out and in full pursuit
Them grounds a blood bath festival
Emergency, y'all need medical
Conditions gone be critical
10 x 10 fakenists lay in gore
missiles launched, it's call to war

stack my money high and roll
onto the next goal
Thinking ‘bout the money, hoe
a moment to savor
I can believe i'll do it
that's what i'm gon be grateful for
I can believe i'll do it
I'm goin to war,
launchin' missiles off

pull a game changer
leave em all hangin'
in labor of pain
taking off, delta airplane
imma maintain
the luxurious lane
i'm too hot to be claimed
I ain't down with no flings
choppin', i'm choppin',
dem b*****s, i'm choppin'
signed a five figured deal,
i'll be poppin'
hittin' heads off the neck
you had a debt, im here to collect
all of my foes was in fear so frozed
administered the pill, you wanna dose
I've observed the suspect,
you ain't what you project
quantity don't come with skill
of a full packaged deal
leaving a void to be filled
family, my best-friends,
so loyal, so trill
My mouth's a weapon, it's lethal
legit kind of real, it's illegal
i'm an alien, humans too eMO
I've got ES at a higher ratio

Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: aggression,anger,brutality,confidence,deception,friendship,honesty,loss,power,pride
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