The Devils Dance's Status |
Sensitive tender hearted babies need not approach or speak! I'm hard to love,
Some say I'm hard to like,
But I been through alotta thangs and I'm scarred for life.
I got bruises on my spirit, dents in my chin.
And I'm never lettin anybody get me again. It's like you think you know me.
But you don't really know me.
And one day you gon' wake up and figure that out.
And when that day comes,
I'm thinkin you'll prolly leave.
Now I don't know how long my forevers gon' be
But I invite you to come and spend mine with me.
And I'm a do my best to see that we live happily
And you just keep what's left when somethin happens to me.
I'm lookin for someone to marry me,
Take care of me,
And bury me.
These days that's a rarity but I can guarantee.
If I broadcast live from deep within me,
God will send me someone only divinity can ever get the credit for.
And I can take her from the hood to tha gucci store.
God give her an og' fo a daddy,
Bad broad for her momma.
From tank tops and thongs, to them prada pajamas.
And I'm a be awake when I'm posed to be asleep.
Cause my minds on my money,
And I know when I'm reap
What I sew.
I'm a beast who should be heavily medicated.
Huh, that's they opinion, to me I'm just dedicated.
Motivated by the thoughts of empty mouths,
Nightmares o Only when you find your counterpart do u understand the balance of all things... True balance knows no limits and they will answer the question without words... The actions behind their words tell the whole STORY! Lets rock this mf we call life and make it fun... Here comes the sun damn time to be a puppet again... |
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