Be careful who you love... this can happen
The Realist
She always has my undivided attention I love her complexion
At home I get ‘in the zone’ then grasp the situation what a pun
She got years on me about 8 of them, I'm lucky I don’t get suspend
Every 8 am I'm put a bag over my append to cover my ascend
These filthy dreams are seen in taboo magazines that I recommend
I gained a bigger capacity to work, yet I was drastically a flirt
Cause in all my fantasy she had to be in one of those skirts
I once said to her, this class actioned law ‘suit’ doesn’t do you justice
The reminisce of my mental abyss she replied I know you want this
The last day of 12th grade she asked me to stay late and I took the bait
Her topics to dictate were my great change from deadweight to straight A’s
In her class I make her always feel at ease, shes please to see me get a degree
Its my sense of humor she adores yet all I see her striptease me like Demi Moore
Spending days in contemplation of my situation wondering about my occupation
This time seemed best than any to tell her of my infatuation this is all or none
I spoke untill I ran out my lungs, she just looked like she swallowed her tongue
The silence was to deep, I left saying something sweet, yet when I left the suite
Was that mascara on her cheek?
Masta C
In the end, I know some things just weren't meant to be like they happened
I guess I was just confused, and didn't know how to react, to everyones actions
Everyone said "no don't do it" but I did it,..cause I felt it was right
Something I shouldn't have did, but I was just a kid, I remember those nights
They were great, I thought it was fate, but I guess it wasn't meant-to-be
I sent you my love, but in return,…nothing from you was sent-to-me
A crush that shouldn't have happened.., now you got my feeling snapping
Like a twig you easily broke me in two,… I was down all you did was start laughing
Everythings crashing, to much action, no time to react cause I have hate with a passion
My feelings took a bashen, while hate and love went clashen, and my heart took all the slashen
So I gotta face-facts, and I wish I could take-back, everything I did wrong and said
It hurt so much, that my hands were in a clutch, over my chest cause my heart bled red
Now im packing my stuff, and leaving this love, and im making sure it wont happen again
Cause in the end, I learned it was just pretend, and it was something that shouldnt have been
Don't act like I didn't know, cause I do I saw his clothes on the floor, one of my close friends
All this time you was with my boy, you just played me as toy, I guess this is how it ends
We just pick the wrong ones