Confused

i try 2 live a real quiet life i admit/
but my life's full of shit/
the toliet can barley flush it/
it overflowz it/
confused on wat my definition of a wife is/
cause its not reachable i see/
where is my piece of mind/
a line nd question dat stays on mind/
y lie/
im hurtin inside cause i cant find my/
betta half 2 my/
puzzle piece/
she tellin me/
she loves me but her actions scream she's lyin 2 me/
y bother me/jus leave me b/
cause u further more hurtin me/
cause im tryin/
so patiently 4 u 2 grow 4 me/
nd our baby/
but u still doin da samethings/
fightin lyin accussin doin y own thing/
somebody help me/
guide me/ provide me wit insight/
my hearts blacker den midnight/
tired of our petty fights/
everyday everynight im spendin it my "wife"/
y bother/ wen u claim my life's controlled by my mamma/
attackin my heart/
cause i said my life was based on u nd deshun/
am i wrong??/
maybe i should fall back some/
u can pick up da slack hun/
dont take dis as a break up/
im doin dis b4 i give up//

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Joe Cool
The Poet

I Want You

Wassup World

This something I wrote not to long ago
The first verse me nd my prducer Corey was chilling vibing to his beat nd jus started writing
So I made a verse 2 to it.

Wen life treats me wrong/ u give me a shoulder to cry on/ someone to loan a ear on da phone/ rights my wrongs/ follows even wen I go on da wrong road/ loves fast den leaves slow/ u da thing I could neva ask 4/ cause u give me everything plus more/ wat should I complain 4/ maybe cause u not mine/ a friend wit looks surpassing fine/ drop the world 4 me in a dime/ new york minute is a betta line/ maybe I shouldn't cross dis line/ nd lose a friend/ cause the line between love nd hate is thin/ nd its only a 50 50 chance of a win/ don't like the odds of dis/ but things changed after our first kiss/ u might not remember it/ happened wen my dream got wet/nd time nd space couldn't reach us in dis place/ I loved u 4eva/ as we watched it get betta/ maybe I'm wishing on a shootin star/ but I could turn 2 cupid/ nd send a arrow str8 towards ya heart/ breakin down ya walls cause I made it extra sharp/ hip hop is my passion but u the muse behind my art/ the reason I have a beat behind my tattooed heart/ the lips dat left kiss scars/ cupid's curse mark/


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Joe Cool
The Poet
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I Want Ur Eyes on Me

Wassup World

I wrote this 2 a Gambitt beat called "Ignore The Stars"
I wrote this talking 2 Jesus
This is how I feel every word is real so real
I teared up writing this

embrace this sinner/ no I'm no winner/ jus a regular nigga/ damn I'm only a nigga/ dats no accomplishment/ though my words r as real as can be/ I feel God has 4gotten about me/ crying out 4 attention/ crying period/ I'm serious/ think people jus take turns beating me/ dragging my name in the dirt/ yea it hurts/ but I maintain a smirk/ 4rm my babymamma 2 my mother/ I think they get a kick watching me suffer/ lost it all thanks 2 a nigga I called my brother/ turned his back nd I watched my dreams crumple/ now I'm tryin 2 make sense outta this rubble/ the people closest 2 me helping me accept defeat/ while others on the outside lookin keep encouraging/ I jus want some clarity/ answers 2 how I'm feeling/ tell me everything will b perfect wen its finished/ even if its 4 a minute/ I jus wanna glimpse it/ the darkness dying/ shine ur lite on me/


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Joe Cool
The Poet
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Enter My Kingdom

Wassup World
Here's another 1

Well welcome/ how u feeling/ like wat u seeing/ love all u gotta believe in/ cause wen u wit me dis key will open anything/ locked or opened/ employees only/ come on hold/ my hand/ b my woman/ in my kingdom/ dis my zone/ I call dis home/ u come jus 2 get boned/ or wen u stoned/ no rocks/ but I'll rock u rite out ya socks/ its roxas/ filling slots like pockets/ on dat ass like a wallet/ nd like a clock I keep u tick tocking/ keep goin no stoping/ no holding/ no hoarding/ I'm pushing making waves in ocean/ nd I'm so vulgar/ nd u so wholesome/ so pure/ u da only gurl on dis wood/ lumberwoman/ loving dis woman/ take me higher/ ignite me....lighter/ caught in ya web....ms spider//

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Me and my chick

Wassup World
I've been writing my ass off here's something new


U kno how I get up on/ sweet stuff wen I spit a song/ make u leave yo nigga home/been this way since I was born/ even my mamma kno I got all type of hoes/ women ladies bitches/ but this one inperticular miss/ took me 4 a long trip/ got me 2 put my heart in/ she was in the game to win/ facts tru cause she did/ spendin less time wit my friends/ i'm leaving in a fantasy/ so wen I do come on da block I be like remember me/ nd da chicks still tweet me/ tag notes nd photos 2 me/ askin wen u gonna chill wit me/ tell dem I'm 4rm a cool degree/ 2 chill aint me/ unless I'm wit a hot chick/ den I'm chillin like a ceiling fan/ I'm cooler by her man/ nd she smoke got her lookin like she 4rm japan/ chillin talkin vibing/ gives a feelin drugs can't provide me/ my hearts open can't u see I aint lien//

Its jus me and my chick
Its jus me and my bitch
Its jus me and my la-dy
Its jus me and my ba-by


Lol jus something I put 2gether b4 work
I might put it on something
Had 2 lighten da mood 4rm being mad earlier

Anyways

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Joe Cool
The Poet
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Echos

Wassup World
I wrote dis in 5 min pissed off
This is 4 u LaShunda
U get mad bout everything I say or do
So dis how I feel bout da whole situation

First off u claim dat u love me/ put nobody above me/ but how many times I've caught u wanderin/ u always wanna weigh my mistakes harder/ den say I should 4give u wit no problem/ so I do nd I did/ den u wanna turn around nd throw bitch fits/ everytime I post up a new lyric/ u have no respect 4 my passion/ so wen it comes 2 yo opinion I don't ask it/ neva have prob won't/ cause I can write bout u but wats da fuckin point/ u'll still get mad even if its a hot joint/ I give u everything/ treat u like a princess/ but u still wanna throw knives at my chest/ u say wen I'm mad I'm so disrespectful/ den wen I'm nice I'm nothin but an asshole/ stuck so I dnt kno wat way 2 go/ keep 2 myself in my own crib makes me feel cold/ I'm only 20 but I feel so old/ changed everything bout me 2 make dis work/ put my life dreams ambitions/ on hold 4 u misses/ u dnt even show support/ I should b sleep instead of arguing ova a facebook note/ u didn't want me in school b4 u still dont/ u jus used me 2 get out yo mamma door/ yea I'm mad while I write dis/ but look me in da face nd say I'm liein/ took u 2 da booth a couple times/ even recitied 2 u a couple lines/ but I gets nothin less I'm throwin u 55/ so wat if I get inspired by a face on youtube/ u got plenty crushes on dudes/ so wat if I got attracted/ wit u I'm attached/ so wat should b da problem if she was jus a passing glance/ u say I should b thankful 4 havin a good woman/ but do u take care of yo man/ stick by ya man/ support yo man: by doin everything u can/ or do u squeeze him dry/ den critize wen things aint how u like/ I'm doin da best dat I can/ nd I aint nut cause I was 2 worried bout pleasin my woman/ no haircut cause u say u need da money/ u go out have fun enjoy yo life/ while I kill myself every night/ shouldn't even b no fight/ cause I give u everything u want nd like/ while I get da short end/ only recently I started complaining/ but it seems love don't live anymore/ so wen u say I love u/ those mearly echos of b4/ cause right now dis is an emotional holocaust/ nd my soul nd heart/ r da jews been caught//

I'm goin back 2 sleep I gotta work

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Joe Cool
The Poet
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Kisses

Wassup World
Something I was workin on
Not done edited nothing but fuck it
Art in raw form b4 the twiking nd molding

Tattooed kisses on my chest footsteps 4 yo lips 2 rest do dat and I'll handle da rest love it wen u lay close me holding me loving me while I'm holdin u loving u makin yo freakiest fantasies come tru its wat I do always in a loving mood that's apart of being this cool nd if u think trey invented sex I got the patent in my bedroom nd I got tongue skills chris brown can't do nd did u 4get I play the guitar strum yo pussy til u beg 4 da dick as I suck on dem sexy lips they say I'm a lil 2 explicit but how else r u supposed 2 get it unless we on top of yo mattress or mine in da car shower grab yo hair as I hit 4rm behind she tells me she loves it needs it my loves makes her knees weak nd I aint always talkin bout in dem bed sheets

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Joe Cool
The Poet
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Boyfriend Application verse 1

Wassup world
Long time no post rite.
Well I got inspired by a youtube video
By @charlie_mo (catch her on twitter)
So I decided 2 write her this
U dribble nd shoot rite den hope it goes in....


My names joe cool/ I'ma cool dude/ da kinda nigga that u could devote yo life 2/ may think that I'm spittin lies but its all tru/ i memorized yo features ova youtube/daydreamer havin photographic dreams of u 6th after noon / got a song idea 4 us call it " I like you"/ nd dat like me is quite tru/ pretty face nice hair/ yea she brooklyn bad/ I wonder how those sexy lips feel on my kisses tats/ I'ma chicagoan I wonder could she handle dat/ i'd have her rolling up my blunts fat/ this my application so I must tell facts/ that my heart has been opened/ den broken/ even if this only 4 a moment/ long distance or jus someone u can confide within / y don't u this cupid in nikes a chance/ 2 b ya man nd ya bestfriend//

Let me kno wat u think
As u kno its always.....

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Joe Cool
The Poet
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