~Tyme2Shyne~

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"POETIC BEEF"I use to believe that we were on the same page, until you realized to me, you were only a phase. So you started henen like women. You targeted me because of hidden feelins.You tried to damage my name because you were fair game. As A result you put me in the spotlight as if I were on stage. Yet,I demand a rebuttle and when I'm finished they'll want an encore.I'll have your nose open wider than a 24 hour convient store. Let's be real you perspire perfume, thats why it was easy for me to wipe you out of my agenda like the black residue on the bottom of a fiend's spoon. Look, you may wonna rebuke me in the name of jesus cuz my crossover bout to get wicked like satan and telecanesis, POETIC BEEF is the topic of my thesis. Imma set yo ass on fire, have you croonin like the harlem boy's choir.You should of known by now,I'm a game of chess mentally and your merely a game of checkers.You can't even keep up with me, just respect the analogy! I aint even from New York however, I could get really ignorant.I never sought out to jock ya let me implament. I stomped your ego and made you feel soft like kellogg's cereal. I did'n want to contact you ,only when I needed you and I don't mean I wanted to borrow your endz or meet your next to kin and I definately didn't have the desire to be yo woman!! Nigga, I'm the recruiter, I pick and choose and undeniably a headliner cuz this is breakin news.I read your story,I'm hip to you so predictable.You hoped I be miseducated about lust and so dangerously in love, your plan was to act as the titanic and I would be the emergency boat you tugged.I admit my sin was a waste and your plan backfired in your face.You got it bad, don't wonna hit the club instead you wonna hit me with a bottle of bub,I detect a grudge. Just keep it one hundred, you played the game like a silly bitch and in fact, I was the THUG!!! Thanx for lending me your mind. CINN-xoxo