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King poetry

Submitted:Jul 31, 2012    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Booksie Da KinG is back .

I am on top like a rack.

Another poem from Da KinG is in.
Still anticipating for heaven in this world of sin.
I write my mind to keep you and myself focused.
Imagination is the thing to have in a world that is hopeless.
Growing up, I learn to not go for it, if you can't be the best at it.
For who I am, stuntin is a habit.
I would rap ,for my royal family to be able to give a hand me down to their kids, then you can have it.
I see other families do it, why die not leaving nothing but a bill.
That is why it is smart to have a will.
If I can do that I know we will grow up right.
Most of all there will be less arguments and having a fight.
Me being Da KinG doesn't just matter about what is in my pocket.
It is me that is dynamite or a rocket.
Don't sell yourself short ,when you are so long.
Forgiveness overcomes wrong.
Hollow tip words yes ,what I write is that strong.
For now it is poetry later I will be writing my next song.
In life I have graduated now I am teaching the class.
Anyone hating on me can kiss Da KinG's Royal A$$.


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