book 2 otw

@alan-the-chemist

20 in. gold BBS
drum on a tech no EDM
eat your flesh
came a longway feel like peewee yeah
could sell 100,000 units with no cd’s pressed
just received a text from CVS
my refill’s ready
make my eyes real heavy
I need the rest
tell em to check the heat index
keith sweat

romeo must die before sunrise
let’s get intimate
don’t trust god cuz when doves cry, indiscriminate
& sometimes
get much higher admittedly
come find me
I’ll confide if you listening
ain’t no sunshine in the winter
where your mittens at?
by one mile where the river had ran red
hoe get the shit thru your damn head
approaching me palms open
& get your hands read
how you get caught loafing?
boy you got nan bread
would’ve nailed your flathead ass dead
just to cover the debts
nothing less
we’ve come to collect
come correct & cut the check
or we cutting your neck
rough neck ruffling feathers
quit puffing your chest
so rough around the edges
hoe what you expect
penned this like gettysburg address
oh you unimpressed?
release the mourning doves
tears, blood & sweat
rendezvous at sunset
& I ain’t come for sex
still beat the box nonetheless
doug e fresh

BBS freestyle

na2as christ