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Missed Calls
Wish that it could be kumbaya
Instead everyday it's bomaye
"What'd you say?", is the bark
Before some steel starts to spark
Then lights turn dark at sunsets
As spirits ascend like fighter jets
Often over sets; sometimes not
Read the scripts; discern the plot
When red dots beam, teams fumble balls
Truancy from classes as asses roam halls
Many fall before the call to stand for something
Occupancies at cemeteries filled all over nothing
Instead everyday it's bomaye
"What'd you say?", is the bark
Before some steel starts to spark
Then lights turn dark at sunsets
As spirits ascend like fighter jets
Often over sets; sometimes not
Read the scripts; discern the plot
When red dots beam, teams fumble balls
Truancy from classes as asses roam halls
Many fall before the call to stand for something
Occupancies at cemeteries filled all over nothing
Published 16th Apr 2022
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16th Apr 2022 11:54am
But and then it's still all boils down to a set, a racial set, a gang, families warring, the police thinks us against them making them a set. They just prefer to war with a specific set because they know the repercussions of battling with certain other sets. Tight piece dude
16th Apr 2022 9:50pm
12th May 2022 4:01am
14th Jun 2022 3:06am
"Occupancies at cemeteries filled all over nothing" it's a harsh dose of truth.
Excellent spill sir.
Excellent spill sir.
