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Labor

“Labor”

 

Choices provide range
Obama provided hope not change
Hunger games
This is their testimony Homie
The truth a have you lonely
‎Armed and ready
Full clip adds balance
K’s on silence hydroponic
(okay) I’m ready to vomit
Your tonic colonic
I’m Hittin as comet
‎Spittin this scripture
I darken your picture
I’m archin
You don’t even spark
P.HoLLa I was raised I was taught
THC cures most headaches
Aides much pain
And it just depends on the strain
So I keep a flame
God on my Aim
Never trust a dame
Chicks want purses
Put em in my verses
Give em purpose
This what earth is
‎My struggle ain’t yours
Same lame got the floor
Stay in ya lane
Don’t get hit with the floor
My speech as outreach
Honor, respect plus a check
Exploit holes as halfback
‎Transpose flows
All terrain on range rove
Be a man don’t blame hoes
I fux with few can’t dig plenty
Since elementary
Is was elementary
Cling to old heads for that knowledge
Extracted college
Frame on polish
Diplomat ‎you gon’ need congress
You a turkey I’m on ostrich
‎Mind on militant heaven sent.

 

A: Poetic Thought By: Ronald T.

 

“Labor” Is A Poetic Thought Written by: Ronald Thompson © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

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