I knew this girl named Alana with mad persona She delt with reality never fed it to the drama I met her through my nigga named Jermaine Palmer Who knew her through his peoples by the Baltimore harbor Alana was a Marylan thurough and attractive Shorty thats relaxed with me and kickin back Wif a phat flick to cool out Was stressed cause the gamell make you wanna pull a tool out And go the old school route But all-a that cease - when that piece checkin the jewel out A bruver was charged - light a spliff and listen to the dabarge Let the shorty hit me wif a massage to annoint Lubricatin my maridian points that was the Summer easy to remember Alana was all up on - to read the gender how I used to back bender She even told her best friend Blinda from Virginia Who asked me if I had a cousin I could recomend-a But as time float on we grew more mature - and further apart When I began to do tours, we lost contact And slowly parted - reminissin of when it started It keep me feelin heavy hearted - a stolen moment periodic Addicted to her presence like a narcotic Though I wonder if she ever got it - the hypnotic That faded like a dream sequence that pursuaded Beyond being infatuated - spiritually intoxicated Comps are dated - I concentrated On how to get in touch with her Cuase the fact of the matter remain that I miss the hypnotic
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 21:16:43 +0000
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