Ma said "wake up son, good morning"
Rolled out of bed, greeted mama with a yawn then
Paused to scratch an itch and went
Down to the kitchen fixed a plate of eggs and bacon, glass of OJ Simpson
Just as I was about to dig in, a thought jumped in my head: school was to be attended, shit.
I payed my thoughts no attention, cause I wasn't tryna kick it with this bitch that just ended it with me.
But Mama wasn't havin it, so I grabbed my bag and split out the door, and saw the whore, Then i grabbed the kick
It seems kinda brash, but its the hash
I mean the harsh truth
She runs shit, she's the jock, i'm the horseshoe
Shes gorgeous, when niggas see it jaws hit the floor so
When she left, it didnt break my heart it broke my torso
Making my eyes ache
Stalking her myspace
Posted a new pic, i mean when I say, that I fucking hate you
Maybe if you looked in this direction,
I'd pick my heart up off the floor and put it in my chest then
Feel the fucking life, rushing through my body
But you got a guy, its not me, so my wrist is looking sloppy
C'mon, lets cut the bull like a matador
You light me up like lamps a chance is all i'm really asking for
Gimme one - i promise i'll be back for more
Most wanna tap and score
I want a fam of four
Not like a family of four
Fuck it, you'll never listen to this shit anyways
She said you rushin, you rapper son of a labrador
But i'm attracted to you like teenyboppers to apple stores
The basement light is darkened and the switchblade is sharpened
Her name on my arm and her face on a 2% carton
See her face while you're fixing your breakfast
And know shes in my basement, objecting to sex with
Me murders three surgeons all with the next bitch
Tomb stones read RIP cause its pieces they rest in.
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