?E??lt;br> Iv been in too many action scenes/ I dont even know what the word safety means/ when I was in junior high I used to always go to the deans/ ill be sitting there waiting to see whitch way my dick leans/ having a boner/ looking at that girl...oh man I wish I could own her/ but people called me nothing but loner/ cause I used to hang around looking like a fucking stoner/ man....if I had only known her/ but in high school I be walking a round with a cell phone/ expecting a call/ I pick up the phone and run into a fucking street pole/ Im dazed for a sec..but I cant help it and fall/ that didnt look good in front of the girls at all/ and at the end of the day I had to return the cell phone that I stole/ yep those were the days trying to be cool/ by being a fool/ going to school/ wearing shorts with the pic of a bull/ thinking I rule/ but it turned out to be for the best/ I scored a 100% on my first test/ but in P.E. class I almost drowened in the pool, and to save me the life gueard throw in a vest/ it was obvious that I was an unwanted guest/ maybe I was trying too hard/ it is true I was pretty smart/ even though I look like a guy that would do nothing but fart/ im not that kind of guy please dont make me start/ Im just shopping at k-mart/ looking at girls asses throwing a dart/ pushing a cart/ they look at me and im afraid of not leting a fart/ then they look away braking my heart/ at school I wasnt doing good/ those desks made out of wood/ killing my happyness, and setting a new damn mood/ all I can do is cover my face with a hood/ in the back of the classroom...thats where I stood/ but it was all about to change soon/ I saw a blue moon/ changed my tune/ went to the desert and sat on a dune/ I sat there for 5 days/ trying to figure out that damn maze/ I said ? time for the next phase/ trying to think hard I put my hands on my face/ and finally I felt a little daze/ I figured it out...i should stop pretending/ I should cut that crap and save the money iv been spending/ I should save them and try and have a good ending/ and after 10 years ill look back and see where im standing/ I should stop thinking about sex/ and instead hope for a fed - ex/ informing me that I have some skill/ and I dont have to throw all my rhymes down the hill/ thanking me and begging me for a CD deal/ and then ill ask all those preps..?? does it feel???lt;br> by sla-vee (Slavy Elenkov)
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