Thursday, October 4, 2012

Feel me

Feel me Here we go just for fun Reading this under the blazing sun clueless fool when it come to being cool But you can call me a fashion fool be fixing and tricking my bike Forget the bus rather save my dollar and just go for a 3 hour hike No bus ride for me l rather walk till l die Plain white rice is everyday and every night Top ramen noodle and cup noodle be the business gotta get more put that on the check list. Wear sandal wherever I go Lost my other pair at Dana Point one time yo Grew up where roaches be in your cereal before you open it up Want a glass a milk, we got no cups Playing stick ball with literally a stick and tennis ball Batter up come up swing it hit ball Ball hits the neighbors wall is ok Hit it so hard one time we hear the glass shatter You know it’s time to scatter Hopping fences to escape the old mans wrath Getting your butt whoop for playing to much and forgot to do math Fell asleep in class But somehow you pass Hang with ghetto crowd But you were never loud Spend the lunch hours looking at the clouds time goes by, late for the next class now. Nighttime time to go home Listen to your mom talk about Cambodia Listen to lectures but it never stuck in your ears Hear the words but it is not clear Raised in long beach all the your life Moms says living in Cambodia was nice. Off to bed we go, can’t have a peaceful night here Got to have the gun shots sound bust in your ears Around two or 3 am the gun chatter disappears.

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