I lost a long ass rap / spoken word poem

First off im the woman
  the swerl

Second
dirty Piss test is a
Piss test failed

And third N.E.R.D
Still spells nerd
For those who fallow
Star treck could connect
The dots on your head and
wipe that look off face
dont wast my time
stay out my space
fuck all that you sayin
u are not payin me
to stay ...
unperdictable like
the weither
bitch you.
killed the vibe the room ur a buzz kill on the loose you judgmentel drunk
so ima quit doing drugs
thanks for the love ..to bring that up
and by the way u fucking suck
u need people to tell you are awesome
and cuzz you fuckin' suck
u think u are cool but  u will always fuckin' suck ..
and can u stop and think about what u are complaing about today and why ..



cought in a thunder storm
chasing the rain
  the fuckin'rain.
 the lighting gold
cash-flow
playing some
flashy ass role
in a play
Spitin trashy liricks
 that shit sound like a joke
looking hella fake


i m here raping on a post
just to get noticed for free
maybe i  should go toe to toe
and enter a battle as a mc
kill a imaginary
componate
 in the ring
grab the microphone
and rock it
cuzz i am
YES i am a attention freak



Gia

is my name

spiting with a
 pretty face
walkin'all over your
space with
these nicen
 long legs
creating
day to day
 rapping like
tay-tay
simple like
dr.dre
in the original
N*W*A
 a creatative atemped
at lable makeing
this is metaphoric straps
So I created
comical raps ..
Something like
Busting caps
       .or slugs
with my metaphoric nuts
If I had some real fire arm
I would put it in a rap
.. let my trigger finger
Rubba dub dub
 unlockd my gun
listen up
slug is a bullet
Or a homeless sail
in the dirt
Call it slyme-er
Sliping all over ur
disposible
microphone 
cordless coverd
 in lime green
 with no tail or line
and sound staticky
Your story tail
sound like a lie
thats wacky

And fake ass
 paper mail
sounds trashy..
busting a thro ur
nose when raping..
ice Cold liricks
Coldest degree
 below zero
 double O temputure
double dose of
 pressure gets me in troulble
  muthefucker
time to kiss the devel
lift me up a leavel
..not tripping off the
 devil there is
no good
no evil
 just me being
misunderstood

I'm seeing stars ..
Cuz boys are from
the hood ..
and
Not from mars
um from the plant earth
just living the dream
like some fucking jerks
Killing microphones
And humiliating crappy
componate
With some classic rap
pretty face  can slap faces
leving bodytrace

give a fuck about ur man
compleatly owned the
master plane
this fantastic game's up
underground music
has been depressiated
nonsence wizzerdtree
and witch craft is not tipical
topic its gotten too gothic
and unorigdinale wacky shit fir kids..
!

Blindfolded component
 playing Russian ruleett
Got killed trying to rhyme
This rhyme is got boring
I think I would rather die
 metephore forfive rounds and one bullet
 taking  a shot
in the dark. 
  but really intence
 a guessing game
fo
Men in usbekistan
ok i made that up i just want to throw that in
usbeki stan
 government pays my meds
to bring you light.
.damn
i m so lucky


Damn im so sexy
Don't take my words so literale
If ur diagnosed as
bipoler schizophrenic
you'd loose you freedom
of speech too..
So see me walking
with a limp 
Fuck a gun law
I can't legally own one
a gun
By law
..so I'll continue
my
metaphoric ways
my life
my life
my life
Is microscopic
till
I get paid...

Microphobic
is my baby daddys
Name or
was his name
Michael  Bolten
like the dude from
office space
a dork that
could bolt
Perhaps
in fact i could
Rule out
wanna bees
loosers ,abuser and
confused nerds
bringing
Microphobics
to der neez
Wit my gunz and nutz
Pa pa pa please


this is saji
Wanting to rap.
Like a real mc
flow or freestyle
effervescently and
Sound so effortlessly
Still   could   not  mc..
Like
Brother Ali
You're
now rocking wit the
champion..
casted a
Spell on u son..
with my magic wand
my metophoric microphone
mygun and ...and
 my metaphoric nutz
my pistol
and whip u
like u pussy whiped
that is real
only time will tell
When the truth
comes up
Like a
homeless snail..
I'm fluent in rhyming
Hittin every verb
  perfect
like a nail
spiting my
slobber
 dribbled and drabble
 around the corner
holler
And bail.
.cuz im the owner
of this poem
Forced quit
stop hoen
With my task management
quenching My thirst 
For spit




cuz my shit
Is too legitimate
too quit
clench the
microphone
then kiss it while mic
takes its last breath
till there is nothing left
date rape him after its dead
in disecize ...
because
he wanted to holler
at me cuzz he thinks im finealso
 i like his dick
creeping on canabolistic
spit cuzz .. i'm hella high
suck it  love it fuck it
tuck it in the rucuss
of maddness
kiss it then grip it
Wit dis lady like
Khufu grip with
sadness created
a little basterd

killing the microphone
with this last ryme
for the last time
and play it like
player dont get pimped....]






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