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Me and my friends didn't have a first period today so we sat down, laid a beat and came up with a rap about some crazy days we've had before being late to school. Consider it if you want, but it was for fun, so I don't expect any serious responses.

Submitted:Mar 10, 2014    Reads: 25    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

In a dream,

But the alarm goes *BEEP BEEP*

I jump awake,

No longer in a deep sleep.

It's eight thirty,

I'm running late,

My hair is still dirty,

I'll miss the bus at this rate.

Barely out of the shower,

The bus didn't wair,

I'll miss first hour,

(I can't be that late)

Got get there,

Looks like I gotta run,

(I don't really care,

But if mom finds out I'm done)

Oh wait!

I almost forgot,

I promissed that girl,

That I'd bring her some pot

If I'm late again,

Mom get's a truency,

She'll be fined,

And it'll be blamed on me.


Turn around and I see,

A state troop,

Probably going to arrest me,

For something dumb, like truency.

So I gotta run faster,

Cause I can't get cuaght,

Or atleast,

Not with all this pot.

The cop pulls over,


He pulls a tazer,

All I feel is a *ZAP*


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