Real Shh Poem by nword dommis

Real Shh



when the cops come for me
im a run like a g
im a run like my nigga
and chase my homie
when i come up with a rime
when i come up with a dime
im a make it so sick so

Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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