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Dealing With Your Ass
Posted On: 04/08/08 @ 05:41 PM
Dealing With Your Ass 

You keep moving forward and it
s me that keeps letting you come back
Making excuses for your lying bullshit and crap
Shit I gotta get tired at some point in the never-ending dream
I need a slap of some hard ass reality
Somebody wake me from this love coma cause...
Im trapped getting the short end of the stick and...
Seconds on the dick!
Patience running thin trying to be with you till the end
H-ell no! I dont wanna be just ya fuck friend
Somethings gotta change but...
You keep telling me you like it just the way it is
Another excuse not to handle your biz and...
You want me to care about your wife, your woman, and your kids
Want me to keep it on the down low, when youre being low down
Belly scrapping the gutter, hold up whos the mother?
You wanna get mad cause Ive read your hand
Be mad with yourself cause your not being a man
Oh!
Here we go with the name calling again
Why you getting so mad?
I only speaking the truth
Yeah that
s right
You can feel the pain too!
What
s that?
It
s over your through!
Yeah if that were only true
Like that moth to the flame is your mouth to my sexual nectar you crave
Im sure if you could youd be smelling this in your grave
Pussy got you in slaved
Trying to make you my house nigga but
You like working in that field
Picking the wrong thing will get you killed
Hate to tell you so but the shit Im speaking is real
Yes its time to redefine the nature of our association!
Im tired of going through these fucked up situations
Your old ladys calling me like her and I are dating
Wanting to question me about dates and times when your ass is hard to find 
When she
s steady blowing up your pager
Shes the warden who fucked up for letting you out for good behavior
Without rehabilitating  being a player its easy to fake itI keep laying with you dog and  Im tired of waking up with fleas
What am I waiting for that gangster disease?
Yeah Im leave this alone
Burn my candles so I can move on but
Shit!   things are easier said then done   dealing with your ass!!

Tags: drama poetry spoken word poems



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