- Aug 10, 2013
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I'll make you intensely filled with hatred,
trying to check me with your friends clowning,
i was celebrating my homie last dinner at chilis,
it was his birthday plus he was shipping off to another duty station,
and the waitress half samoa part hawaiian part african walked like ugh,
and oh yeah she was thickly composed cutie with dimples,
taller than a palm tree wavy hair i swear i was on vacation,
we connected eyes locked and she blushing about six feet six inches,
i might be five foot seven inches but i got styles by the hours,
geah...and why them same ole haters be wanting you to suck up to them,
kissup in vain when another beautiful woman approaches pushing them out the window pane?
them same haters didn't even noticed me,
or even get at me when i tried too but steadily hating like they the bomb blew up,
guess what though? you in pieces scattered into ashes so rest in peace faded,
back into earth come again with water air fire and your word of a higher altitude with respect plus sensitivity,
then maybe you can get with me forever but you doggin' me constantly,
play me like the invisible man but when the invisible man becomes visible to realness,
oh you get up blocking like an offensive lineman for your defense,
and gon' tell your homegirls out loud don't he see us at the table,
and all that jealousy envious evil witch with spells so miss me with your hell,
plus the waitress caught on and corrected you deeply so swell,
as the homies laughed on the low low...
yeah finally a female who got my back without even knowing the haterism is that deep,
and they showed out throwing drinks at the homie but i said don't even trip,
like a child out of control seeking attention but your body ain't attracting me,
i'll make you intensely filled with hatred without intention doing me higher purposely,
you loving lust wetter deeply seated pacing intimately passionate hating impatiently.
"Diary of a Black Man"
trying to check me with your friends clowning,
i was celebrating my homie last dinner at chilis,
it was his birthday plus he was shipping off to another duty station,
and the waitress half samoa part hawaiian part african walked like ugh,
and oh yeah she was thickly composed cutie with dimples,
taller than a palm tree wavy hair i swear i was on vacation,
we connected eyes locked and she blushing about six feet six inches,
i might be five foot seven inches but i got styles by the hours,
geah...and why them same ole haters be wanting you to suck up to them,
kissup in vain when another beautiful woman approaches pushing them out the window pane?
them same haters didn't even noticed me,
or even get at me when i tried too but steadily hating like they the bomb blew up,
guess what though? you in pieces scattered into ashes so rest in peace faded,
back into earth come again with water air fire and your word of a higher altitude with respect plus sensitivity,
then maybe you can get with me forever but you doggin' me constantly,
play me like the invisible man but when the invisible man becomes visible to realness,
oh you get up blocking like an offensive lineman for your defense,
and gon' tell your homegirls out loud don't he see us at the table,
and all that jealousy envious evil witch with spells so miss me with your hell,
plus the waitress caught on and corrected you deeply so swell,
as the homies laughed on the low low...
yeah finally a female who got my back without even knowing the haterism is that deep,
and they showed out throwing drinks at the homie but i said don't even trip,
like a child out of control seeking attention but your body ain't attracting me,
i'll make you intensely filled with hatred without intention doing me higher purposely,
you loving lust wetter deeply seated pacing intimately passionate hating impatiently.
"Diary of a Black Man"