Ol' mister shitty dropped a c-note on my desk and said to type up some poems on tha double22! I ain't never even seen the holmes before but tha bill checked out so I owe some dude some rhymezz. Check it, peep it, keep it or bleep it. I ain't care 'bout nobody, nowhere! Not by the hair of my rude derriere.
HUNDRED DOLLAR POEM
Charley has a hundred bucks!
He will buy himself some sucks...to be
you, my friend! And in the end
the love I take is equal to the
love I make with your Mom...just called!
Her jeans are crass but I can find her
[EDITOR'S NOTE: POEM CANCELLED]
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NAME: Cold Ball aka Charley Smuckles THA LEWWD
HOOD: Achewood Heightzz yo hella wealthy
WE ALL FOOLZ? Hellz yes you all foolz
Bout Mah'sleff
NAME: Cold Ball aka Charley Smuckles THA LEWWD
HOOD: Achewood Heightzz yo hella wealthy
WE ALL FOOLZ? Hellz yes you all foolz