Hip hops my house music, till the spouse cruises in, tunes in to love melodies well it leads to blouse removing,
the house was clean couch was neat but no doubt movements,
of arousing things makes for a mess let alone the amounts of steam fogging up the windows causing countess streaks, when all said n done back to bouncing beats,
sounds that keeps every ounce of me astounde since when it had founded ME,
I love to surround my speech around a beat to see paper weigh down a pound apiece,
heavy raps that get around like feet,
every map can track down the streets I've already passed cuz on the ground I leave, piss marks like hounds that pee,
to claim spots, my untamed thoughts dominate brain washed ,
I proved my love for hip hop, Madonna sang the same song,
it's an honor to do my thang on, mics like tomorrow hasn't made it on flights n I'm stuck with today coming as I am like nirvana till my names gone....
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Originally Posted by Smog
