Sittin on the Curb

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Sittin on the Curb

Poem by: Km2

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WARNING: Explicit lyrics. Foul language and strong drug content. If not interested in these subjects, please just skim by them.

My friends and I used to freestyle rap battle back in HS(In the yearrr twooo-thouuu-saaaand), but not like you would think. Not planned, or on any stage, but just randomly out of nowhere and anywhere. While chilling in the halls in school, or hiking through the woods, or just walking down the street. These two must of been my best, for they're the only ones that I still remembered after all these years.

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WARNING: Explicit lyrics. Foul language and strong drug content. If not interested in these subjects, please just skim by them.

My friends and I used to freestyle rap battle back in HS(In the yearrr twooo-thouuu-saaaand), but not like you would think. Not planned, or on any stage, but just randomly out of nowhere and anywhere. While chilling in the halls in school, or hiking through the woods, or just walking down the street. These two must of been my best, for they're the only ones that I still remembered after all these years.

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Submitted: March 17, 2013

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Sittin on the curb, sellin herb

I don't care what you heard, bout the word

But the herb, is superb

It gets you blitzed, with one burn

This G's pissed off, it must be his turn

The best chronic, cross the land

better then the shit, you used to get from, the man

That used to smoke all his grass

And now he's fuckin pissed

Cause all them fuckin gangstas

Smoked all, his cannabis


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