Wednesday, February 16, 2011

If You Can Tell Me

Can you tell me if I... Can u tell me if I... Can you tell me if I...
If, if, if..if I need posture to hide my imposter,
Lost a good thing I think it will cost her;
Pearl all whites because my words are flossers,
No Im not a beast I am a monster.. Bosser.
Style is a dictator no no choice,
And i always keep my cool with a permanant voice;
If good things wet then all my movments moist,
And I say I do it for no reason like if I ever had a choice;
If i ever had a choice, my movments predictable,
Anticipate foward but forget about it if u think it's slow;
And no I dont need no pass, because it's a race to the goal and im never ever last;
My presence is a sheild and my swag is the badge,
An I am bright enough so whats the purpose of a flash;
I hold no thoughts back so critics they can stop that,
With the world on my shoulders so my globes in my backpack;
Gametime moves so im ready if you ready,
What i look like from behind? Man if only you can tell me;

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