Tuesday, February 26, 2008

ITS QUITE SIMPLE POETRY ABOUT THE BIRDS AND BEES AND HARMONYS. YOU WANNA GET WITH ME'S. YOU DIG THEM WANNABEES. ONE TIME DATERS. ONE TIME FAKERS. TRYIN TO COP A SHINE. NUM 1 DIME. GIVE IT BEAT. FRESH UP THE STREETS. HUNGER AND FEAST. AWAKEN THE BEAST. JOYSTICK BOYFRIENDS A DICK. HES CAPTIN KIRK. WHAT A JERK. HIT IT HARD YOU CANT GET WITH THIS. I KNOW YOU PISSED. SIERRA MIST CHERRY COKE THE GIRL IS BROKE. THE VIBE THE JIVE MAKES THE GIRL FEEL SO ALIVE. THE HYPNOTIZING. TEMPERATURES RISING. HER BODY HEAT. SHES JUST SO SWEET. LOOK AT HER GO. SHE MOVES IT FAST. SHE MOVES IT SLOW. MY PEN PAL. MY NUM1 GAL. TO ME IN MY HEART. WE DO APART. A FREH NEW START FOR BOTH OF OUR LIVES EVERYTHINS CHANGED SINCE WE WAS FIVES. DIF LOOKS AND DIF STYLE CATS GOT WILD. FACEBOOK CHICK WHY HER GUY SUCH A DICK.
I’m the smoking ace I meet you face to face. I leave bullets all over the place. All the time I used to just drop one line. That was when your girl told me I was fine. She told me she would be all mine. Even in the blistering heat I nickname her sunshine. All the time I remember her being sick. I was there just for that. A cool cat. With the skills to match. I had to keep her in check earned her respect through hard work and dedication. Its tradition to carry on my one manned mission a soldier’s ambition. Higher in rank. Pump up the volume pump up the beat moves that will make you move your feet. Put your mind at ease make you freeze. They are calling out for me. Hear them please. You want to hear more then knock on my door. You’ll see the dead bodies on the floor. It will make you jump. It will make you scream. Are you with us or the home team? The kings of rock with a mix of hip hop. Blend in a lil bit of soul and some pop. I’m a punk. I’m scum. That’s why you all run. Check the body in the trunk. The blood flows you start to bend you start to shake and then you all wake. You find yourself turning insane. You lose your brain. All thoughts of your name. You’re not playing our game. Ours is not the same. You other cats are lame. What do I think. We think you stink. Were running Showtime as if were Lakers. Who’s trying to pose as if there us a bunch of fakers. To the days of bird and magic this is the tale of someone so tragic. It’s me who you want to be a shining star a MVP. So I let it be. I run the street bringing heat looking so sweet. I can’t help myself. I need you. This is how I can do what I do. That’s how I will become nice. Burned by the fire chilled by ice. Consumed by my pride secrets I chose to hide. All because this girl why didn’t she reply. Every night I cry. One day I will die. That’s the point of life find a wife live in paradise. But then comes issues and fights acts of violence and then there’s all silence there’s nothing left but one last breath the truth hurts the truth is death. Its ok I had to let this be known. The dreams I own. It’s just the end of it all where you fall you cant handle the truth but before I go and tell my story girl I have to say you’re just so cute.
Mvp this is who I be. Nyc this is what u see. The king of rap. Them other suckers be crap. They aint all that. I’m that ill cat. Ttc the best. I leave them impressed. S logo on my chest. The skills I attest. There causing me stress. Theres too much pressure building up. But im not givin in. im not givin up. No matter how tough. You stole my trust. We need to discuss. How did I ever become so great. Why do all of you hate. Just anticipate appeciate.im changing the game. I got the skills to shine. Say my name. Am I out of line? I can’t help it be looking so fly. I’m gun shy. I’m your guy. Poster boy for good looks. I’m looking so fine. I’m coppin my shine. So step back.im falling off track. You’re messing up my flow. So here we go. You’re too slow. Stutter stutter you’re retarded so stupid no brains. Temper temper. I know you mad. Just be glad. Chillz is here to stay. You better move away. Up the tempo. Tryin to cop my shine. I don’t need no bling. I don’t need no ice. I’m just that nice. Sick what a trick. I stole your chick. he aint coppin my shine. It’s my time. The Celtic c’s white 23’s mj jerseys. Step back. Take a stand. One-man mission. Killer ambition. Throwback hat. Throwback cat. That’s where I be at. Phenomenon, allstar. My fame my game ready to take aim. Here we go. This be my show. Cant stop me yo.up the tempo.im that mvp.who I be.ttc rocking the party. Old school fearri old school Atari. Throwing up alleys to amare. Yeah im all that.im that cat. I’m on the rise. So surprise. Open up your eyes. I’m on fire.im fulfilling my desire. You aint coppin my shine. I can’t help it. I’m just so fine. It’s my time forever still forever frozen cold blistering ice be that nice just getting my shine on. Just be rocking my shine on.