Forget the bull in the China shop There's a China doll in the bullpen. Walk with a switch, fire in her fist, Biting at the bit, swing at every pitch, Coach put me in.
Forget the bull in the China shop There's a China doll in the bullpen. It's all in the wrist, fire from the hip, Talk a little shit, roll thick, whole clique Let's begin.
It's been assumed I'm soft or irrelevant because I refuse to downplay my intelligence But, in a room of Thugs and rap veterans, why am I the only one who's acting like a gentleman? Good form, bad taste, all that style not a thing to say Looks to me like a little of your True School is at the shallow end of the typing pool.
All cloak no dagger just smoke and swagger And I hope that your battery's charged Cause I found this here ladder Now your ceilings don't matter Check me out Now I got Glass Floors
Post by abrakapokus on Apr 8, 2014 23:47:28 GMT -5
Run, whirlwind run Further and further away Into the sun In, 20 minutes Everyone will remember you when you're gone And your heart, is a stone Buried underneath your pretty clothes Don't you know people write songs about girls like you?
What will you do when something stops you? What will you say to the world? What will you be when it all comes crashing Down on you little girl? What would you do if you lost your beauty? How would you deal with the light? How would you feel if nobody chased you? What if it happened tonight?
How would you cope it the world decided to Make you suffer for all that you were? How could you dance if no-one was watching And you couldn't even care if they were? What would you do if you couldn't even feel? Not even pitiful pain How would you deal if the indecisions Eating away at the days?
Post by abrakapokus on Apr 8, 2014 23:54:12 GMT -5
Let's find something new to talk about I'm tired talkin' 'bout myself I spent my whole life talking to convince everyone that I was something else And the part that kinda hurts is I think it finally worked and now I'm leaving I get the feeling things have changed but the mystery to me is where and when along the way did anyone decide that they believed me
I can't wait no, I can't wait. Oh, When they gonna open up that door? I'm going, yes I'm going, I'm a-going to the, going to the, hard ware, I'm going, really going to the, going, hard, I'm going to the, hard, oh yes, I'm going to the hardware store.
Flynt Flossy, known across the Nation Smash & Bang is my favorite combination Kiss you to your toes till you get that sensation It’s a love scene, baby, with no communication. (Baby!) Got mine’s off, now to the next location (baby!) I need inspiration, your mouth fixation Smangin’ them drawers is my life’s aspiration Eff dot Floss loves ladies and relations (Love it!) Call me Marathon, my Jimmy run long Call me Schwarzenegger, my sex game strong I smang it Tarantino, From Dusk till Dawn I smang it everywhere from the bed to the lawn
Post by Son of a Beek on Apr 30, 2014 17:14:47 GMT -5
I'll watch the TV, forget what I'm told, while I am too young, and they are too old Oh, man, can't you see I'm nervous, so please Pretend to be nice, so I can be mean I miss the last bus, we take the next train I try but you see, it's hard to explain
Post by billypilgrim on Jun 24, 2014 12:30:37 GMT -5
You ain't got no kind of feeling inside I got something that'll sho nuff set yo' stuff on fire You refuse to put anything before your pride What I got will knock your pride aside
Tell me something good Tell me that you love me, yeah Tell me something good Tell me that you like it, yeah
Got no time is what you're known to say (Got no time, no, got no time) I'll make you wish there was 48 hours to each day Your problem is you ain't been loved like you should What I got to give will sho nuff do you good