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• Written by AbelSC
Why's my pelvis hurt so bad
I'm so fuckin sad nigga.
Where's my dad?
I know my moms alive but where she at?
Both my brothas just got DONE gettin locked up.
Two Scars and One Mustafa
Too many scars to count in my life its alright,
It makes me who I am,
Not Sam-I-Am, or Yo samity sam
I still go bangbang an powpow,
Feelin this spirit like pow wow.
No need for lawyers or restraining ordas
I was just tryna get to know ya
Not tryna annoy ya
If you ain't reply its okay I'll reply for the both of us
We ain't supposed to fuck but I'd like too
You ain't like me like Shaq v Kobe
I like you like obesity likes diabetes
If I had diabetes I'd still eat Reese's if it'd mean you'd pay attention to me
"HAY SAVE THAT KID!"
He's FALLIN
In Love
He's gonna need assistance gettin up
And a hug Some chicken noodle soup to cure that bug
That he GOT! He GOT it so hard
Too bad cuz his hearts broken and stumbled on
Now he's dumbfounded he thought it was magic like dumbledoor
She ain't like him tho thats okay to each his own
But now he angry and he wants to fight like what you tryna rumble for?
Nigga sit ya ass down you weak anyway
Sit ya ass in them bleachers, you her number 1 fan
But you want to play the game an be her man
If only you could get her to understand
Ya tired of bein in the stands
I love you like Mr. Rogers neighborhood
Cuz you my neighbor this the hood and for me you the neighborhood WATCH
Neighbor girl an neighbor boy
I love the girl an hate the boy
Cuz the boy is ME...... but he's still in the way
Just tell her how you feel it doesn't matter cuz she's movin awaaaay.....
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AbelSC
Member since December 9 2014