Like Lil Kim Where Do I Begin

Why can't every woman be like Helen Hunt ? When I play ball it's best not to get a bunt Through loose loop holes, silver- bellied grasses lift their cat fur, cold spit ! Like Lil Kim, where do I even begin ? We see ourselves circle through the streets, Gripping shingles, we see ourselves again flow Bells crack ice, white cattle chew clean Each day, relived, a matter of faith at stake come apart at the seams Shut the front door then hear its bell ring, At last a chance to mingle & explore hence the opened door ! Back in the days with Fabulous Five Freddie & Mellie Mel, There is a great story to tell ! So now years have passed having every reason to grasp, Some folks got such a hold living in a high off loft making lots of gold ! Now you will do as you are told until the rights to you are sold; Just like a rooster, we gain a sense of ever believing, There will be someone, stars, crisp in the deep put, The river lets loose the carp, coughs beneathe its frozen part. Hot lady's these days don't give a flying fart ! Loose lips sinks ships take some time to move those hips, Cold spit on the floor a chance to explore; Back in the day it used to be o.k. To pray that everything would be this way; As i learned to grasp, those days I used to stare at the wall. Today I stand ten feet tall ! To wait for the call I use to work the news but yet today I sing the blues. Now which pathway in life will you be willing to choose ?