R.A.W. (Real ASS! Writing)

By Marilyn Priester

RAW (Real Ass! writing) is a hot collection of rich and diverse poems that are uncut, rated-X, to the point poetry. RAW will keep your emotions on full drive while keeping you on the edge of your seat.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Aug 4, 2015
• ISBN: 9781681396217

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R.A.W.

Real ASS! Writing

Marilyn Priester

Copyright © 2015 Marilyn Priester

All rights reserved

First Edition

PAGE PUBLISHING, INC.

New York, NY

First originally published by Page Publishing, Inc. 2015

ISBN 978-1-68139-620-0 (pbk)

ISBN 978-1-68139-621-7 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Chapter One (The Hood)

Chapter Two (The Sex and Love)

Chapter Three (The Questions)

Chapter Four (The History)

Chapter Five(The Lord)

About the Author

Chapter One (The Hood)

RAW

Real-ass writing that’s what I be

Having niggas try’n’ to take a bite out of me

Fuck wha’ ya say’n’ I’m that bitch that a start sprayin’

My words keep me warm at night while all yall niggas try’n’ to fight

Once again real-ass writing I do; so all ya busta ass niggas can go take a doo doo

My poetry is NOT so new new; stay up with the times’cause my poems don’t even have to rhyme

Only real-ass niggas truly understand me; real-ass writing is just what you see

RAW.

RECKONING

Come along and ride this fantastic journey to the land of milk and honey, which we call making money

Don’t be fooled ’cause everybody always got some crazy shit they wanna do; I’m like the good, the bad, the ugly go ahead make my day

I get paid while you fools talk nothing ’bout nothing and who’s doing a li’l’ som som; ’cause just like the terminator, I’ll be back to check all you bitches with my poetic words

Once upon a time we all did shine, but now it’s just me as you haters can see; the day of reckoning is here YES! You do have me to fear; I make my words turn into razors cutting you down like a hoe that caught the vapors

So it is what it is, but in the end we’ll see who wins; let this game begin ’cause we all know there will never be no end

RECKONING!

ROYALTIES

I’m getting paid for the words I write; I’m like the rappers in search of that hook while their rap words get some people shook

They don’t like what we say, but we still get royalties anyway; our words will last forever, so stop analyzing what we do, trying to see who is who

Things we say and things we do; who says it’s all bout me, hell it could be that I’m talking bout you

Just like the rappers, laugh at me now, but I’m making racks on racks watch my paper stack, you know we don’t give refunds back

So halla at that ’cause I get paid for letting you read my poetry tracks.

RUN, BITCH, RUN

Run’n’ bitches like no other; make ’m bring that check straight to me ’cause I got ’em addicted to the bravo delta a.k.a. (big dick)

Yah say yah wanna be held;