Poetry

Goldie Lopez


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29 november 2012

~ Haters ~

These mother f**kin HATERS..!
Come creeping, than fleeing
 hating, than portraying…!
Loving me without reasons
 
Try to walk a mile within my shoes
 Headed for greatness
Had them singing the blues
My determination, will never be shaken
 beaten, battered, broken or busied
The strength of my will keeps achieving
 TKO is what you'll be receiving
still stuck in single-mind ways.
Your a damn shame,
stop playing childish games!
 
 
Take a bow…
 no ones listening, I say with a smile.
 You've just been concluded
Hating is what you’re doing
Because the wiser I’ve grown
 The farther I’ve gone
Your negativity never did last long
You made me stronger
My heart pounds harder
 I spit my words fluently,
you can't even comprehend
This battle you could never win
 
I stand taller
I’ve gotten you open…
under your skin.
Like Katt Williams B***h,
play your position
And do your mother f**kin job
Keep Hating..!
 
 
 






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