ALIBI

THIS NO-TAKE NO BULLSHIT POEM WAS WRITTEN BY PEN AND PAPER SEPTEMBER 2013 AND TYPED IN TODAY ON JANURARY 15TH,2014)

Damn, I got haters that are live,
On the outside/
Around this time,
Telling mad lies/
Saying im doing and saying shit,
SHUT THE FUCK UP OR KNUCKLE UP I HAVE AN ALIBI.
Damn I have a miserable bitch,
That I never fucked with,
Lying on my dick, While I was eating my wife’s clit/
Fabricating hoes telling scumbags uptown that they are the best in the world,
While im watching movies at home with the most wonderful girl/
SHUT THE FUCK UP OR KNUCKLE UP ,I HAVE AN ALIBI.
Sworn gangsters from new York used to say they stabbed me,
Murdered me in the streets,
While I was at home ,happy getting some sleep/
Thirsty dudes getting no play,
Tryna be like stevie jay/
Bragging about fucking clits up,
While I was in the dojo fuckin shit up/
Lame asses standing in line coming at my wife with their dicks up,
But shes right here watching me do sit ups and chin ups/
DAMMIT FUCKBOY,SHUT THE FUCK UP OR KNUCKLE UP,
I HAVE AN ALIBI.
You have seen me in action,
I thought you was my buddy,what happened?/
Your get-quick-attention scheme and lying game must have been glorified,
Your talk-shit-and –get-laid-quick game must have been hellafied/
Saying my name in your plots, until I catch up and tap you on your shoulders from behind,
And your facial expression looks terrified/
I got a life saved by my alibi,
You aint shit but a living miserable lie/
That keeps getting caught with your skinny pants down,
Ass raped and ass kicked.
Damn, I got live street raccoons,
And homeless crackoons,
Teamed up with a few butterhead baboons/
Saying I was at her place today,
Between her legs all day,
While I was with my wife at the Chinese buffet/
Damn, I got an ex-roomate,
A live lady quasimudo SLUTchback telling my MMA associate/
That she got kids by me with welfare,
While I was at the barbershop getting details done to my hair/
Her hepatitis b infected partner in crime looking like ric flair,
Shoplifting at walmart and everywhere like she don’t care/
SLUTch back of HOEtra dame ,SHUT THE FUCK UP OR KNUCKLE UP,
I HAVE AN ALIBI
You people have stories that are glorified,
I was just up in your face, I caught up with you ,and you were terrified ,
The folks that watched me hand your ass in looked horrified,
I walk alone ,and you talk, run and hide/
You are running your mouth in the streets while im at the cookouts,
So while you in the hood, watch out /
Pineapples aint all the way sweet,
Cause I can break all of your snaggle teeth/
Damn I got live virtual haters,
Thirsty pussy pirate instigators,
And their homie sideline spectators/
All online,
Homewerckers and hoe ass men on the computer,iphones,tablets and chatlines/
Coming at me sideways,
Cause I chose to do things my way/
Damn ratcoons coming at my wife ,
Tryna say im unfaithful and im not mr.right/
Stealing my pictures and links form the social site,
Like they trying to ruin my love life,
So they can get their hands on my wife’s tits and thighs/
This whole time I was in the dojos getting ready for my next fight,
But I don’t have a cell phone,a pc,or wifi/
..but I do have an mp3 player.
Boy you aint no prince charming,
SHUT THE FUCK UP OR KNUCKLE UP.