Fake Friends Are Always Around Me Verse 1 The definition of a true friend? Someone whos willing to bend, & careful not to offend. On them you can always depend, listen to what they recommend, Yes I can comprehend the fake hand youre trying to extend. No I dont want your synthetic, Im diabetic, Its genetic, youre feeling sympathetic, I get it, youre pathetic. Poking your fun, while my head is spun, Shot me down with your gun, Yet I stood my ground and didnt run, are you done? I found the situation funny, questioning if I should give yall money, No honey, youre not a playboy bunny, I found it unattractive that your thighs were all runny. You cant please everybody though, this I know, Ive got to go, brain was feeling slow, my serotonin was low But thank you for answering my question, That I was stressin, clearly an obsession Musta made an impression, upon your profession, To cause your indiscretion, & lead to this jam session. Verse 2 You see I had your back, your treatment was whack, You chose to attack, & talk smack Like that attracts feedback, or helps get me in the sack. You didnt consider that I had another distraction, A star attraction, with a clear reaction, To when Im inaction, its to her satisfaction, She knows what Im packin. Oh I forgot to mention, you lost my attention, With your cruel intentions, at this convention, Which led to this invention. Youre questioning whats worse, feeling coerce or this verse, Feeling the need to reverse, to another universe, So you can rehearse & avoid a curse. Awaiting at the shredder, claiming youre never wetter, I can tell Ive had better, just by this letter, Your face never redder, are you cold? Heres a sweater. At your bedside, you toss feelings aside, You claim to confide, from the outside, Youre tongue-tied, & cross-eyed, I have denied, what youve implied & supplied as dignified or justified, Im truly petrified, oh no here comes the bride, Im unsatisfied. Its open mic tonight, Im feeling bright, Im here to excite, to your delight, Im outright polite, try to recite, All day & night Im dynamite, & out of sight, Lika satellite, I own tonight like it was my birthright.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 19:56:19 +0000
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