HYRAX

New to this forum - but thought i'd give you all a verse I been writing at work today.I came to ur friends to make it easyBut all of the time I had my eyes on uI said to u, will u dance with me but I cant dance girl so will u talk to meMaybe we could take some extacymaybe come outside u could blaze with memaybe u could even come home with megirl ur my fantasynah nah nah dont trample mei'm f*ck'd in the head, i'm kind of mad you seeI'm not one of them lads all brash and sleazyat the same time girl im not f*ckin needymaybe im talkin awkwardlymaybe ur thinkin is he stalkin me?maybe this skunk has got me paranoidam I talkin to a girl or have i turned to an androidi need a dance for this like soulja boybut more gay than soulja boy if thats possibleimprobbable like a fake hair folliclethe way the breder fronts is simply incredibleim loosing my mind and im lost to my own kindstuck in a high riseemerging at night timetime for a white linewatch for the bacon rind comin inand bustin toilet doors open (crash!)my heart is broken,the floors awoken and the bouncers chokinone last toke and i reach for my groceriesstep over the body cos its time to fleereach for my girl scream its time to leaveshe looks at melike shes never seen me!A bit random - but sums up them messey nights - Peace!

New to this forum - but thought i'd give you all a verse I been writing at work today.I came to ur friends to make it easyBut all of the time I had my eyes on uI said to u, will u dance with me but I cant dance girl so will u talk to meMaybe we could take some extacymaybe come outside u could blaze with memaybe u could even come home with megirl ur my fantasynah nah nah dont trample mei'm f*ck'd in the head, i'm kind of mad you seeI'm not one of them lads all brash and sleazyat the same time girl im not f*ckin needymaybe im talkin awkwardlymaybe ur thinkin is he stalkin me?maybe this skunk has got me paranoidam I talkin to a girl or have i turned to an androidi need a dance for this like soulja boybut more gay than soulja boy if thats possibleimprobbable like a fake hair folliclethe way the breder fronts is simply incredibleim loosing my mind and im lost to my own kindstuck in a high riseemerging at night timetime for a white linewatch for the bacon rind comin inand bustin toilet doors open (crash!)my heart is broken,the floors awoken and the bouncers chokinone last toke and i reach for my groceriesstep over the body cos its time to fleereach for my girl scream its time to leaveshe looks at melike shes never seen me!A bit random - but sums up them messey nights - Peace!