Sunday, June 12, 2011

Inside Marla

(went on a long drive with Lupe Fiasco this is what came out, my first rhyme)(my truck's name is marla)

Please will you grow up and act like you are young and reckless.
Young and in love so please get some mental correctness

I can’t love if you don’t survive
Act your age girl and be young and alive.


C’mon learn the lessons and leave the baggage
Yeah you been hurt,
Like my whole social network
Know the pain know the game
Just like how they know to jerk

I set that up to bring a smile
You was colder than morning floor tile
Its cool but I wont be chill
My heart is looking for a thrill
Flying on a buzz that ya know only how to kill

Wanna String me up on your front lawn tree?
Invite the whole neighborhood cause it’s warm tonight
Sundresses, front porch and ice tea
I’ll be filled with sweets from anotha
But You want my heart for a party piƱata

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