Tuesday, April 17, 2007

my sonnet...

Oh is the answer to every question that comes out of my ex’s mouth (A)
Is there any better things in life rather than sex, drugs, and get money (B)
Why is everybody coming out the closet and kids going done a bad rout; (A)
And what is it with the president of USA why is this Cat so funny (B)
Now a day’s woman don’t like to put trust into men anymore, (C)
Is it because the brotha’s out there being a dog and not caring? (D)
The hood is full of pregnant woman that’s barley poor, (C)
Brotha’s in the hood has started a whole cool thing dealing with hustling, (D)
Hip-Hop is the Key to the Mind of Soul and thunder to your ears, (E)
Music is the nation that’s around me; tears come from R&B, (F)
Me and music connect like a turn table and pair of speakers, (E)
Hip-Hop will soon be no more Rhymes and Beats, (F)
When it comes to TLC and T.I Beef Isn’t what is (G)
Its Just T.V and music Biz.(G)

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