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Buddy Pals
- I never tried to push away a friend,
- But since the days are getting crazy, my morals have gone astray again,
- This is something I hope that I never have to say again,
- And even though the guy is dope, this guy’s a victim to my pen,
- Way back when I was doing my thing,
- Cause most know me as a floater that can rap and can sing,
- I met a lot of different people, and there’s one I remember,
- The one I fell for when I saw her in the coming September,
- She’s a flirt and a tease, A hug and a squeeze,
- She’s got me so floored, that I got dirt on my knees,
- So please don’t ask me that I tell you her name,
- Because at this point, who she is ain’t part of my game,
- She burned my heart into flames, and I had friendly competition,
- With a slick smooth stud, also in my position,
- I gave my rhythmic renditions with perfect passive precision,
- But they eyed each other hard, cause their mouths were on a mission,
- I’m not missing being with a crew, but if before I only knew,
- That this was just the girl for me, I know what I had jumped into,
- I was screwed, and later on they took the time to screw each other,
- So now I have to sit around and watch these new and glooming lovers,
- But all the same, she looks at me, her eyes are gleaming in my head,
- And even though I known her for a little bit, I start to dread,
- Worse still is I’m cursed, filled with awkward moments,
- When the second girl within the group will flirt and try to show it,
- But fuck it, cause I know it, I can’t run from all of this,
- If only I didn’t see her, if only they didn’t kiss,
- If only I didn’t stick to them and fill my heart with bliss,
- Because even though I’m sad, there’s lot about them I can miss,
- I liked that they accepted me, which most can rarely do,
- And I’m happy that they mixed into their group and joined the stew,
- Plus, even though I’m mainly yellow bellied, now I’m feeling blue,
- Because I seem to lose my mind and this poor girl don’t have a clue,
- She laughs so hard at all my jokes, she’s gasping for air,
- She lets me give massages as I play with her hair,
- And even though she said that’s only her so I was aware,
- I hope that somewhere deep inside, there’s a part that truly cares.
- I know that nothing that I say gonna change all this,
- And I never want to make the rap arrange all this,
- But the shit I’m workin’ with is smelling strange, all piss,
- So I’m gonna take the time and get away, all bliss.
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