Rap #1

I complete by marryin that girl dominique

until i realized she ain't got the best physique 

The was the second strike

cause her heart wasn't right

she was intercoursing just out of spite

in the back with a pack of some mac

that shot glass of his really taking a toll

couple more of those i'll be sellin my soul

money's worth nothing

except some bark and some leaves

cause all the reath worth is left in the trees

you wouldn't believed what I concieved last eve

a pound of kush from a fag named steve

gettin trippy causing peace

 when the THC release

just don't tell the police



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