Poem -

South Bud

South Bud

Yeah
What
I need a
Down south
Ghetto bud
Thats with a southern butt
I was sentenced
Too life
Amongst these gorillas
Shhhh
Gul pass me
The figarealla
Thats cigaralla
Those 
Sidewalk corners
Got these guls
Blowing flute
Please satisfy
Miss snicker
Lavish women
Jugg circulars from the porch
Theres a frown
There a frown to
So all im
Thanking 
Keep up
An follow
Im labelled
All possible
You got 
A bad taste
In yo mouth
Let it
Dry in the flow
Peep it
Bargain for change
Meanwhile
This thang just slipped
Her number
Inside from her side for mr fitted
Ill take yo lollipop
Put it on the scale
New planets accused tear
Vent writ
You want that song
Move too me
And then sing
Before you said hi
I had this feeling 
That you were shy 
Dont touch 
The art is to pass then blow
The time is now
Smoke from these shoulders
That book will leave you so open
No neophyte
Grab this reaper 
Grit bring that gutta back
Pledge position
Signal my guns 
I love plenty noise
Juice rite in that order
Ill pin a ozzie too that pantie line
Dawg ya gul
Let her hold a razor a hundud moe
Thats it keep those feet
Under the street
The balance
Read
Dont disturb 
This flip bot
Over there stank bank stacking
Slide me
Pine boi
A just mall
A pack of camels
Everything over
Go ahead an mop it up
Brush this portrait 
Pack sit 
They will watch you bleed
South bud
Are you hidden from
The sindacate
Trying to get me hot
Get me hit
Sitting in a plot
Rude boy look at it
You get it the kitchen
Pants ankled
Eyes too the sky
Im spooked
They want to kill me
I cant walk in the streets
Im in the house
If come out
Ill get my brains
Blown out
Yes im standing kiss me
Drum an flats
Try hiding that in a bag
Gas an a starter
Makes those feet 
Tap harder 
Dont worry about us
Its the parking spaces
Let the 45 rotation
Explode
Touch a switch
Im not looking 
In your hood
But it was all nite long
Rise up to
The universe
What should you do
South bud
Your sweat print is on this tux 
Tell it like that
Project wall
Is where i will
Sit you
Special stairs
Sticks to the ceiling
Thats grain an wheel
Dirty dime
Got ran over by a hearse 
Peps up do that stain
Turn the oven up high
I got sweets water
On your daughter
Og gangsters
Keep the world going round
Its all about you baby
Im getting
These diamonds sit
So i shine
Among all of yall 
Never scared
Setz on that
Scalez
Wrist locked
Too the gun box
Swim it pool 
This baby stands on water
Elbow blood
Parking boils to the beat
Tell it
Bond damage
On the shells
Too old
Returning 
Better have a good reason
Do me remember me
Still having all of the secrets
Sit
My father
Is not your friend
Nor is he your kind
Have a taste
For the lite
Smile
Im leaving this behind
The stitches 
I bleed from the inside
That furst bang
Had a 
Pow pow pow pow
The silence
Had a thing for me
South bud
For some reason
When i get close 
Too you
I just lock up
All this 
Side road
Stand up
Pillow talk
When she put it
Too the side
Its time to ride
Baby
Handing corner seal
I look at this window
You in my mirror
Baby stay with me
Did they tell you
Where i been
Well i been
Knocking some doors
Baby
Ask my friends
I heard you lady
Lets do it again
South bud
Pins an needle
Where am i going
Just too meet her
Le thiiiiddd
It does not sound
Like it feels
I didnt know it seems you yo
You are so beautiful
We are at know
Put more wrist into it
Your play is catch up
So bright there is the sail
Atmosphere murder
Her love shook these out of that cloud
Ears shiver i made the deliverance 
Sweet pumpkins
I want that fashionable kitty
Crawl
And give it too me
She doesnt 
Want to drink your weak liqour
She wants too drink deck
This one is the too the leverage 
At the condo
Scared
My homies shot up
So far
My baby my heart
A tear for the dead
Yes read
Thats to the throat
They dead
My only one 
My sun child
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
Hit the next block corner
Surprise
I wanna see the evil in their eyes
Dry it
Run down
Rider
She
Im at your feet
The blood
It came to you
Too late for the cap
Dark are your arms
Sperate them for the night
Holla
If you getting it
Too that spot
Sing this baby
Over the moon
They smelling that pine
Your feet
Swing that tree
Nu apart
Please let them 
In only on fear
No one let that wax burn
Hold on
Did your shoulders
Just dip with me
Yes
This book is huge
Best thing to do
Is fly me
Who doesnt
Sign here
I love money

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