Tenth Grade Gangster

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It was a rap I wrote in 10th grade...wow...looking back on this I thought I was sooo cool, and I'm obviously wrong! Haha.

I wear my rings like a telephone,

don't knock; I'm not home.

I won't be there when you get home from work,

I won't answer any of your text alerts.

I laugh backwards.

I go fast-forwards.

If fast has four letters,

why can't it have four words?

I'm not a cashier,

but If you heard it here,

then I guess I could check it out

just to make it clear.

I smoke wine, and drink cigars,

I drive hearts and I break cars.

Skippin' all the fights that you see in the bars.

I paint my nails in pretty colors,

I ignore all the others.

So if you're a hater or got a problem with me,

I know you're trippin' and you're jealous.

I'll burn you faster than a campfire

because haters make me famous!

Submitted: January 08, 2010

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