YO WHATS UP

 I'M LOOKING FOR THE REAL HAITIAN POETS THAT KNOW HOW TO SPIT, HOW TO HAVE MAD SKILLS ESPECIALLY OUR YOUNG ONES OUT THERE SO COME THROUGH .

I rock a blue and red bandana from Havana to Atlanta eating a mango and banana listning to Wyclef and Santana.

                          I know it's not a poem, but it's all I could come up with for the moment.

patti i gotta give u props i luv that line ma no doubt it wasent a whole verse but dam that line was nice  that sound like somthing i would of though of if i began a verse

belle_tigason18

LOL..LOL  Patati Patata is a nucca...lol..lol

I got more skills then Donald got Benjimen Bills, I give frosty the chills and make Harlem shakers sit still, my flow~ flooded my room, I had to grow fins and gills.

Lick me hard

kick me hard

Spit on them all

Spit on me

Spit and lick for that I'm your dog and u mine.

Spit and lick for that all Haiti is mine

Spit and lick for that all Haitians flies are mine

Spit and lick for that I wanna f u and then we'll dine

Spit and lick for it may be our lat before we die.

Now let me lick u like a dog.

Quote: Originally posted by Patati!Patata! on December-07-2003

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I got more skills then Donald got Benjimen Bills...

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Getting to my head?  creatively displaying an over inflated ego...in most cases are as much a part of the Rap as rhming words, it doesnt necesarily have to be true or false, it's about lyrical animation wraped in a ball of verbal fire and imagination?

                        Kokorat set it off by asking the question and I spit, and I answered the question, it's kind of like call and response.  This thread had a rhytham, lets keep it going by posting  poems, raps about Haiti or something that you feel.  Lets not interupt the flow to be antagonistic.  But if you must provoke, at least be poetic.

                                 And I will respond.