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poetry - future lyrics

[intro]
ayo this that maya angelou, know what i’m sayin’
my n*gga this poetry
pablo neruda, robert frost type sh*t, know what i’m sayin’
mark twain, shakespeare, in the belly of the beast, know what i mean

[verse 1]
n*gga this poetry, you can’t afford me
a board’a award me
pass me a napkin, this supper so good, my plate looking gorgeous
2012 went to pluto, now n*ggas want me on choruses
give ’em a verse and a chorus, go chart it now you got a future endors*m*nt
bad b*tches never go lady*like, hoe [cat?] b*tches always gon’ make it right
you go far, no competition, your b*tch calling me, god my witness i smoke too much
shе holler out “freebandz”, you holler out “rematch”
first rulе, never ever fight for the p*ssy, you should already see that
somehow n*ggas don’t catch the memo
dirty sprite, put the tape out [all demo?]
n*ggas try to say they ain’t hot because i add a melody to this rap sh*t, n*gga you a lame*o (gone)
streets got concrete with a rose
fighting me with this sh*t, need better clothes
p*ssy got slammed out a finger roll, get it on set, call a shooter, get your [?] on

[chorus]
n*gga this poetry, n*gga* my n*gga this poetry
married to the money, i never ever ever divorce it
n*gga this poetry, n*gga* my n*gga this poetry
put it on my mama, my daddy, if you [not that?] then it’s abortion
n*gga this poetry, n*gga* my n*gga this poetry
[?]
n*gga this poetry, n*gga* my n*gga i swear that it’s poetry
[verse 2]
love it or hate it, i’m a bad influence
thirty*six ounces of raw, come back looking like patrick ewing
triple your cars, why do you do it?
these n*ggas they get so emotional gassing these b*tches, no fluid
murder that p*ssy, first degree
continue to murk that p*ssy, now you can go shopping for free
n*ggas ain’t checked none my logo, never come dolo, come through late on the low*low
she ask for the photo, that’s a quick no*no, ‘cuz b*tches out here be f*cking for the promo
she jump on her exes, i cum in her mouth when i use no protection
she sit on her ruler, i said this ruler can teach you a lesson
some chicks got obsessions but never admit that they need some affection
i might have to pick another ex because these are my groupie confessions

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