A True Gentlemen’s Rap

I know I ain’t much to look at
But I believe I’m fine
Like a well aged wine
A n#gg@ with flavour
One that you can savour

Its called self-confidence mixed with a bit of reality
Cause I have knowledge about my own nationality
Plus I live life here in reality

Though I am a dreamer
But never have I been a schemer
Well that’s kind of a lie
The truth is those days have passed by
I don’t always play by the rules
Nor do I enjoy the company of fools

Yes I am a smoker
And at times I maybe a toker
But I don’t gamble, nor do I play poker
Though I am trying to quit smoking
But it’s hard and no I ain’t joking
That’s really my only flaw
O and maybe the fact that I’m raw
I tell it like it is
Cause that’s usually just the way it is

I’ve lived thirty or more years
And I’ve cried enough tears
And I’ve had way to many beers
And I’m here just looking for more peers
People who can relate
And fascinate my senses
With no false pretences

I’m not rich nor do I think I will be
But I know I will be free
To live a happy life
With someone that I can call my wife

Yes I want a litter or two
Ultimately it’s kind of up to you
Since you will and might be the bearer
Though you will never feel the terror
Of rising my young on your own
Cause I’m a Man and I’m grown

Mentally I’m a man
But I will be honest I’m also somewhat of a child
Cause a part of me loves to live life wild
But I’ve got a lot to offer
First and foremost I will treat you proper
Perhaps better then you’ve ever been treated
Never will you feel defeated

Nor will I mislead you
Into a false hope of reality
Cause it’s simply just not me
Cause I have a mother
And I’ve seen what she’s gone through
And I wouldn’t wish that upon you

So if you think that I’m worth the time
Don’t just leave your two cents; I want the whole dime
Before I can give you more then just my time
Cause I believe you’re worth a lot more than just this silly rhyme
And I’m ready to give the right woman
A whole lot more then just my time

Nagash Ramadan Reserves ©Copyright? 2010? And All Rights®
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
It's me and me alone
it's not my clone
nor is it me on the phone

I don't talk like this when i'm face to face
nor am i an ace
but i do have a pace
but i'm looking for my special lace
the one that will leave me tongh tied
yet still leave me with my pride
and not to mention my hide
you can keep everything
hell keep the fu*k'in the ring
it ain't no thing
but be sure you bring
the kids by
anytime, even if it's on the fly
need a weekend
i'll take them
need a life time
no problem i'll make them mine
sh*t they'll be fine
happy, joyfull and full of love
unlike you they will never be doves
flying free
nor will they be far for me
yes you are the queen bee
yet you'll never be beneath me
unless you choose to be
then i will be glad to make that a reailty
cause that's what you wanted to be
so then i have to set you free
go; be what you want to be
just leave the damn kids with me.

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agoodguy2have
Nagash: not 1 but 2 interesting raps of connecting profile and familial intent / views
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