Finally.
I get up to exit my class, as my professor said we could go; however, this one brunette chick drops her pencil She bends over, exposing what's under her skirt; Bright neon thong/ I take a peek, and am about to leave, but she turns around and winks.
I am instantly flustered and start to babble, "I'm sorry, I wasn't staring down your ski-"
But I cut myself off. It was the girl that I've had a crush on since last semester. Her and I met at a party, talked a bit, but went no further. She walks up to me, and grabs my butt; pushing her chest against mine. She tells me her dorm and room number.
Says to meet me at seven, and quickly scribbles something down on a notepad. She rips the page, and puts it in my front pocket. She turns to leave, and I come back to my senses, and check my pocket. It's her phone number. I text it a half hour later, asking what I should bring.
She told me some wax, a lighter, and a towel.
I texted back "No towel"
She texts back about how she likes how filthy I am, and that her roommate's gone. For the whole night. My head was swirling.
My roommate walks in, and asks who I'm texting, and when I tell him, and give me the gist of things, he gives me a pat on the back, and he quickly alerts everyone in the guy's dorm.
We throw a quick party in my room, and my phone rings. Picture message.
It's of a pink and purple thong and bra. The text: I got you a present ;) (I turned 22 on the 1st and apparently someone told her).
Awww yeah.
Time's 6:00 P.M. I am asked by several guys to take pictures. We drink a little but I only have a small cup of beer, not wanting to get too messed up.
Finally, it's 7:00. I sneak over to the girls dorm, and as I enter, all the girls in there give me winks and nudges.
I make my way to the room and open the door.
There she is.
In skimpy clothing, and with nothing but a lamp to light the room.
She walks towards me, hips swaying. She's wearing a subtle scent of perfume. She closes the door behind me. She locks it, with a sensual wink. She whispers in my ear. "I got a C on one of my assignments. Daddy would punish me. Can you be daddy?"
She moves her long, slender legs over me, straddling me.
She bites my ear, and whispers
"I want some more"
Suddenly my palms are sweaty, my turn knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on my sweater already, mom's spaghetti
I'm nervous, but on the surface I look calm and ready to drop bombs, but I keeps on forgetting what I wrote down,
the whole crowd goes so loud
I open my mouth, but the words won't come out I'm choking how, everybody's joking now The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked I'm so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
I won't have it , I knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, I'm dope I knows that, but I'm broke
I'm so stagnant I knows When I go back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
(You better)
The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
I blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows
I've grown farther from home, he's no father I goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
My hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose it's old partner but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
[Hook]
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage Tear this mother-blam!- roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screaming on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mother-blam!- option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lotSo here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got
[Hook]
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
[Edited on 09.08.2012 3:29 PM PDT]
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