The Cold Hard Truth
Just take a second now, to finally think
of what its like to talk to someone with a fear of speakin to peeps
Or how some will be fearin while they crossin the street
While you be up there on top thinking my words are weak
You say ima freak, Insane in my brain
When you just sittin there, all afraid of the pain
that imma unleash on you while i be takin the fame
man, im just here to finaly take my claim
you google me when you tryna look meh up,
wonderin how it was that i stole your little pick me ups
wonderin why its me that ended up on top
knowin dat theres nothin that'll make me stop
you like a baby with no bottle
that hates being cottled
all you do is start to wattle
while im pushin full throttle
Man i just got started and im already done
like a sunday night mass to a catholic nun
To be honest man this was hella fun
But im outta time so i gotta run
So ill talk to yah later
unless you still a hater
who thinks they some big bad ass nasty skater
Oh well man,at least i tried,
but your brain man, Damn it outta be fried
still wonderin how it is that i got signed...
well here lemme be the bigger guy
(Walks away)
Copyright © Douglas Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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