Pastime with me...
and let us run the bases...
Crave our name in trees....
and stare in each other faces...
See we wont be safe...
until we get to home....
But Im not at haste...
Just dont leave me alone....
So pass the time with me...
You feel the butterflies...
How happy we will be...
As the time flies...
So let us have these momments
around second base
These precious little seconds
Theres no need to race
kisses send me high
Im glad that you are near
together we can fly
together with no fear
If life was not a game
I wouldn't need to score
cuz im not the same
just want you and nothing more
So pastime with me
care seems evanescence
Running through life free
let us bass in loves essence
Pastime with me
giddy and innocent
smiles full of glee
love is so intimate
As home is right there
Love has won its try
naked and rare
Let us pass time By.........

Blank man......
Mind full of emptiness..
Aqua man..
Mind full of water...
Bat man...
Mind full of wealth...
Super man
Mind full of Lois Lane...

Speeding stoping amtrak trains...
And she still on his brain
Do you want that love
do you desire that love
Well my name is Clark Kent
And I can acquire that Love
Super human love
Kind that God sent
and save you from it all.

You just be yourself
Dont ever have to change
And I'll provide you wealth
For nothings out of range
All the creatures in the sea
Will envy you and me
Cuz they will never have
this love that makes us glad

This super human love
speeding train feeling
Polar bear hugs
No baby your not dreaming
As I stated once before
My name is Quentin Briscoe
And Im your superman
Your one and only hero....

When I push the pedal to the metal theres no limit I **** space...
my movement never constant just can't stay in one place...
So I zoom zoom through the poom poom...
leaving ****** scenes in bedrooms..
given girlies the boom boom...
Explode...As i unload...
round after round clip after clip...
as their bodies shake and twitch lick after lick...
Sounds of *** remind me I'm some ****...
And why the **** Im i even sittin here doin this...
With no remorse in my eyes..
I **** em until they die...
pound after pound
clap sound after clap sound...
pelivis agianst *****
we know which is the meanest..
Wit no protection Im at war..
with criminals who only *****...
Thier war crimes they get paid for...
then the death toll I get blaimed for..
As i leave them slayin to rest...
Some label me the best...
others just another *** that clucks at all the hens..
Can't read my metaphors that means ***** alot of women...
The reaction is i get a lot of practice so i can be to half bad..
So dont sign up for tryouts get cut then get mad...
because you haven't had the amout of practice i had..
See I know all types of tricks..
lights skin, brown skin, dark skin, i got a whole lot of picks.
The ins and the outs..
when to drive in and when to pull out...
Squirting your insides against my stomach...
you panic..
instantly proclaiming to your maker...
that Iam your ******....
the one who drove to fast that your waves decided to crash...
all over me..milking your sweet nector...
as you lay life lessly twitching..the side effects of a killing..
so i place the pedal to the metal i tend to burn rubber...
one hand around the neck of the wheel and the other around my lovers...

"i Washed It"

                "Not Good enough"

"But i Did i Did"

                    "Wash it again"
'i didn't know
How could i have known"
                     "because I told you not to!!"
"But she said i shoud
that i just let her wet it
i didn't know it was *****"
............................................
Full of things that i shouldn't know
plesures of lust, greed, sin
Dirt
a loss of innocence
I'll do anything to take it back
It wont come off
It wont come off
this dirt wont come off
(cries) tears
What em i to do
....................."Here child let me wash that away for you"....

Her name was Hilary Urma Romalis Thomas.
but they just called her HURT
Her eyes sparkeled with every ray of sun
but her smile never turned the right way.
Tears was what she created for fun
And she never had much to say
I thought that she just might be shy
but they said nope that's just HURT
But I couldn't excpet that answer
It was something so beautiful about her
A mystery I wanted to uncover
A joy I wanted to discover
Asking questions to find out more about her
but they just said that's HURT
So i tried, and I connect
I Linked into her mind
As we begin to interact
Im excited at what I find
I learn that she is kind
But they say that cant be HURT
And I said that is was
it is what she use to be
Before she gaind the Thomas
That added the misery
But now shes in Love with me...
And they say Thank God that you got HURT