Wednesday, February 17, 2010

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

Cool?
Joe Cool
The Poet
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

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

Cool?
Joe Cool
The Poet
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Monday, February 15, 2010

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

Cool?
Joe Cool
The Poet
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Sunday, February 14, 2010

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.....

Cool?
Joe Cool
The Poet
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry