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this is the last (Lyric) by poetchrisk
I have no idea where this one goes. Hope it's not to graphic. sex plus chicks equals relationships/ bang a nasty hoe and you are really doing fifty dicks/ not all girls though just some/ don't we realize you can still impregnate with some precome/ "it's ok we can do it.... but before I cum i'll pull a little some"/ "do it on my back... my ass, or just ask/ if it'll please you go ahead and come on my face"/ don't slip up though cause once you shoot em off them sperms are on a race/ came close once had 1 or 2 scares/ hearing those words "I'm late" caused 1 or 2 hairs to spring from the back of my neck/ no disrespect at all / but sometimes I'm irresponsible when regarding matters of myself so how could I look after someone else's health/ and I can't wait till the day when I'm wealthy/ at that point I'll look into having a baby/ and maybe/ I'll be a good dad/ better not slip up now cause I'd hate to regret that fact I had/ a kid when I did/ he'd be a bad ass boy named LIL CHRIS/ Another one where I haven't the foggiest clue....but maybe you do. leechers beseechers rappers turn preachers/ none of them obviously had the tutaluge of a teacher/ no one to give them the benefit of the doubt/ left alone on they own to figure life out/ so with no certain means of survival they turn and shout give me some this give some of that/ the fact of the matter is/ no one wants to stop being a kid/ living for the now till they screamin to repent for what they did/ loudmouths rudeboys stupid m************/ don't make sense like doing coke on the road when you a trucker/ dealing 3 meals a day to crackheads along the way/ piecing together pieces of money more then a few crumbs/ that hopefully will grow for feeding they family when suppertime comes/ and I'm not dumb/ I've done the same thing/ see it's more then a struggle it's more then a dream/ it's in human nature to want be a king/ when your running in the race no one wants to be in last place/ so we either look up to or hate the face of the person that's got it better off then us/ we tend to be jealous/ and sometimes rebellious to get what need to get a lease/ cause in life we all just want a piece/ of something that we just don't have/ looking at other people i realize my life aint bad/

Up the ladder: humans
Down the ladder: the poem reads me

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Arithmetic Mean: 2.5
Weighted score: 4.8814354
Overall Rank: 9961
Posted: October 7, 2005 8:11 AM PDT; Last modified: October 7, 2005 8:11 AM PDT
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