I can’t remember the last tim e I seen her
but I want her
I Want her bad For she represents something I seldom had.
Wishful thinking comes by when I feel a gentle breeze,
She makes me weak in the knees
Could it be she is just a tease?
They say to have her I gots to pay
Earning her hand takes more than a day.
But I say…who the hell are they?
That makes the rule of pursuing her.
She is what I strive for,
What I pray for, What we all Live and die for
My thoughts of her, are blurry through the stained
glass windows, she goes away quickly when the wind blows.
But sometimes I see her in a Benz, riding on 20inch Chrome,
Or they might have been 18’s, didn’t matter cause the ride was clean.
I seen, or at least I thought, I caught a glimpse, but haven’t seen her since,
I lost my desire, my ambition
I need to transition, my thought process to have SUCCESS.
And I will never rest till I find SUCCESS
SUCCESS is what every man Wants and needs
Looking through the looking glass, sometimes it’s hard to read.
the signs on her mind, so I am inclined,
to take the back seat, instead of sure defeat
the pursuit is never cold, the heat is too much for my feet.
Or so it seems..but I do dream
In my dreams im turnin and tossin
Bling blingin, and flossin,
But they say I’m on the wrong path,
They say my thoughts I need to cleanse
SUCCESS cant be found in a
“Lac” truck or a Big Body benz
I need to change my attack,
To stay hot on her Track,
She is the root of evil and Good, from wallstreet to the hood
SUCCESS. nothing more nothing less.
No other description, needed to describe
And I conclude that herVibe can take you to worlds unknown
Flying to spaces in your mind never flown,
But we will never rest…till we have SUCCESS.
I put in long hours for my test.
Will I be blessed, by her or cursed by her, she comes in forms that are good or bad,depends on the bubbles in your bubble bath
I myself chose the road to SUCCESS, that is less traveled but safest
I always assumed, but never consumed her, took her for granted, like breathing air, but she ain’t there,unless you want her to be. In the crowd of negativity I hope she see’s me. See’s my hope and pain, the blood flowing through my veins, but she remains
a dream, and it seems…… like I will never have her.
SUCCESS nothing more nothing less, I will have you, for I will never rest
Copyright © 2001 T.L. Stevens
but I want her
I Want her bad For she represents something I seldom had.
Wishful thinking comes by when I feel a gentle breeze,
She makes me weak in the knees
Could it be she is just a tease?
They say to have her I gots to pay
Earning her hand takes more than a day.
But I say…who the hell are they?
That makes the rule of pursuing her.
She is what I strive for,
What I pray for, What we all Live and die for
My thoughts of her, are blurry through the stained
glass windows, she goes away quickly when the wind blows.
But sometimes I see her in a Benz, riding on 20inch Chrome,
Or they might have been 18’s, didn’t matter cause the ride was clean.
I seen, or at least I thought, I caught a glimpse, but haven’t seen her since,
I lost my desire, my ambition
I need to transition, my thought process to have SUCCESS.
And I will never rest till I find SUCCESS
SUCCESS is what every man Wants and needs
Looking through the looking glass, sometimes it’s hard to read.
the signs on her mind, so I am inclined,
to take the back seat, instead of sure defeat
the pursuit is never cold, the heat is too much for my feet.
Or so it seems..but I do dream
In my dreams im turnin and tossin
Bling blingin, and flossin,
But they say I’m on the wrong path,
They say my thoughts I need to cleanse
SUCCESS cant be found in a
“Lac” truck or a Big Body benz
I need to change my attack,
To stay hot on her Track,
She is the root of evil and Good, from wallstreet to the hood
SUCCESS. nothing more nothing less.
No other description, needed to describe
And I conclude that herVibe can take you to worlds unknown
Flying to spaces in your mind never flown,
But we will never rest…till we have SUCCESS.
I put in long hours for my test.
Will I be blessed, by her or cursed by her, she comes in forms that are good or bad,depends on the bubbles in your bubble bath
I myself chose the road to SUCCESS, that is less traveled but safest
I always assumed, but never consumed her, took her for granted, like breathing air, but she ain’t there,unless you want her to be. In the crowd of negativity I hope she see’s me. See’s my hope and pain, the blood flowing through my veins, but she remains
a dream, and it seems…… like I will never have her.
SUCCESS nothing more nothing less, I will have you, for I will never rest
Copyright © 2001 T.L. Stevens
