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Array ( [sid] => 159868 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Jack [time] => 2010-05-15 12:26:10 [hometext] => [bodytext] => To fly to just drive by, see Jack was a mack. Wit his chinchilla on and his two toned fidora hat. Every chance he had he showed his jewels and his stacks, but Jack was a mack. So Jack could do that. See Jack was fly to the tip top, he had suits for days, shoes for months, and ties from june till next may. See life is a game and Jack knew he could play, but it cost to play this game but Jack knew he pay. Jack was a ladies man yes he was. Any woman he wanted that night, his bed there she was. Jack was on top of the world you couldn't stop his act. Jack could do it all. Jack could even rap., but he tended to look down on people as if they were rats. But Jack was a mack, so Jack could do that. Jacks fight game was nice. If he threw a right wit all his might, I guarentee my next two pay checks that was the end of your night. Jack didn't have a job, na that was for common folks. Jack made his money off a rocked up version of coke. See jack made his money off other people's addiction, but Jack was a mack and he figured that was their decision. Calm and smooth Jack knew he was the man. He thought he was hotter than a black man with a tan. Until he saw a woman who said "my name is nat. I had a brother names matt, who happened to o.d. On crack. I asked around to try to find who belonged to that. They said it was Jack, and Jack is a mack." Jack's eyes widen and you could see the scared look, as nat pulled out a gun and that was the last breathJack ever took. Jack was a mack there's no denying that, but escaping his sins Jack couldn't do that.


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Jack

Contributed by bbking on Saturday, 15th May 2010 @ 12:26:10 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



To fly to just drive by, see Jack was a mack. Wit his chinchilla on and his two toned fidora hat. Every chance he had he showed his jewels and his stacks, but Jack was a mack. So Jack could do that. See Jack was fly to the tip top, he had suits for days, shoes for months, and ties from june till next may. See life is a game and Jack knew he could play, but it cost to play this game but Jack knew he pay. Jack was a ladies man yes he was. Any woman he wanted that night, his bed there she was. Jack was on top of the world you couldn't stop his act. Jack could do it all. Jack could even rap., but he tended to look down on people as if they were rats. But Jack was a mack, so Jack could do that. Jacks fight game was nice. If he threw a right wit all his might, I guarentee my next two pay checks that was the end of your night. Jack didn't have a job, na that was for common folks. Jack made his money off a rocked up version of coke. See jack made his money off other people's addiction, but Jack was a mack and he figured that was their decision. Calm and smooth Jack knew he was the man. He thought he was hotter than a black man with a tan. Until he saw a woman who said "my name is nat. I had a brother names matt, who happened to o.d. On crack. I asked around to try to find who belonged to that. They said it was Jack, and Jack is a mack." Jack's eyes widen and you could see the scared look, as nat pulled out a gun and that was the last breathJack ever took. Jack was a mack there's no denying that, but escaping his sins Jack couldn't do that.


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Re: Jack (User Rating: 1 )
by iodinelove on Sunday, 13th June 2010 @ 11:51:34 PM AEST
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i suggest you space it out a little so it's easier to read.

keep it up

always, abraham


Re: Jack (User Rating: 1 )
by LandsleyAlexandre on Sunday, 5th September 2010 @ 05:17:03 AM AEST
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cool poem




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