Don’t Get Punched B*tch (originally published 08/16/10 on http://busy-dating.com)

So, I have broken my ‘Guest Appearance on another Blog’ Cherry today. The following is a Guest Blog Post on a friend’s Blog, Busy Dating. You can read here, BUT, be sure to visit her site, Busy Dating, too! *How can you resist the title "Busy Dating!?..that’s right…you can’t…cause you probably busy dating too…get the advise of a Professional! Oh…and DEFINITELY more to come about the Guest Blogging…ideas already perculating!

Below is the ‘Freestyle’ post on the Blog segment titled, "Don’t Get Punched" on http://busy-dating.com/

Fresh to death/
I step up in my old stomping grounds/
Da ville Mall bound with my 4 year old brotha and my new woman from college on my arm/

Strollin and chattin with home town friends/
Got dem home town boys looking at my new chick that they ain’t never seen on they streets/

Keepin it movin to the arcade where I hold records with the number of free throws I dropped over the years/
That’s when I see her/
The ex from hell/
Still bitter cause I left her/

The her turned to them quick when in the blink of an eye her crew appeared like they were on duty posted up lookin for a brotha/

I kept my cool/
but I knew trouble was brewin/

Hey new baby, see that chick over there?/
That was the me before you/

"It’s cool" was what she wrote in her words/

We Big Daddy half steppin showin ourselves off through the whole mall/
Buying my lil bro tricks and treats like I missed him/
All the while seeing flashes of my ex and her goons at every entrance and exit like they Top Flight security/

Done flossin and buyin/
I got the parking lot in my vision/

10 steps away from the door/
I get a tap on my shoulder/
Freedom I smelled it/
But new chick and brother security is my now obligation/

I turned around to the hot breath and cold lines of my old girl disgruntled/

"How could you bring her here?"/
"Who you think you are?"/
"You off at school screwin and dumpin all in the same moment."/

"I got something for you."/
"And I dare you to jump back cause as you see I got my crew and we ain’t accepting no slack."/

My reaction was the one she expected/
"Bitch Don’t Get Punched for verbal slappin me in front of my replacement chick."

Tell the new chick to go outside/
"Baby..I got this..go to the car and look after my brethren."

She and my bro dipped quick/
cause she know my temp was over a 100 degrees/
Appropriate for the Fahrenheit fragrance I was covered in/

Finger to her face/
Checkin her public disgrace/
Verbal assaultin her friends and family for terrorizin my friend and family/

Before I knew it she stepped back and cocked back the 40oz cup of pop that she was holdin/

*SPLASH*

My Fahrenheit cooled off from the ice and liquid covering my upper torso/

Fist balled up harder than rocks faster than blue blood turns red when in contact within the outside environment/

Test swing to the left/
Reswing toward friends to the right/
I ain’t trying to knock a chick out but they gotta know random dowses deserve calculated punches/

They step back in amazement/
Cause the speed and accuracy had em thinkin if I meant it they’d be laid flat on the tiled mall entrance pavement/

All she said was you trippin/
All I thought as a glared like you stupid trick/
“Don’t Get Punched B*tch”

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