Rap & Its Affair
MY LOVE, HIS SONG, THE VERSES THAT HE RYHMES
THE TIME, MY PAIN, MY JELOUSY IN VAIN
THE MIC THAT HE SEXES, BUT IM STILL HIS BESTEST
THE ANGER IN HIS VOICE, HIM RAPPING IS HIS CHOICE
IT IS HIM AND HE IS ME....SO Y CANT RAP AND I BE??
I SUPPORT HIM..... LORD KNOWS
AND EVERYDAY THEY GROW
THE MONEY THAT IS SPENT SO THAT THEIR RECORDED LOVE IS KEPT
Y CANT I BE YOUR RAP?
SEX ME THE WAY YOU DO THE MIC
AS IF YOU ONLY HAD ONE LAST NIGHT IN THE STUDIO
YOU RECORD......WHILE I SIT AT HOME BORED
WHILE EVERY PUNCHLINE YOU SAY AND EVERY DIME THAT YOU PAY
....ONE DAY RAP WILL SAY HEY
COME INTO MY DOOR OF BUISNESS AND FAME
WHERE YOU WILL NO LONGER TAKE THE BUS OR RIDE THE TRAIN
WHERE CHANGE IS NO LONGER MONEY
AND EVERY GURL CALLS YOU HONEY .......BUT PLEASE BE NO DUMMY
BECAUSE UNLIKE RAP I WONT USE YOU OR LEAVE YOU
FOR IF RAP ONE DAY DIVORCES YOU ....YOULL STILL BE MARRIED TO ME
BUT FOR NOW I UNDERSTAND THAT RAP IS YOUR WIFE TO BE.
Copyright © Cassandra Lee | Year Posted 2007
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