Sunday, June 13, 2010

Sexy Musiq

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GOTTA COME

Remove the rocks from your ears dear
So you can hear clear dear.
Your fear is overwhelming
Pushing you here to tears.
So you wearily step to me.
Try to fucking rep on me.
Breathing hot air down my neck
You'll get checked you see?
Flushed words,
Hushed words,
Like a flurry of birds
Caught in an onslaught
Of feeling fucking absurd.
You complain you can't claim shit
But you never step it.
I'll leave you bloodied and bruised
Beaten up like the next bitch.
So fuck your talk
It's all wash when the rain comes
You're done.
Before we even got started son.
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