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I watch my mother Watch the colorful static buzz Out of my television Set. It was a show about dancing and synchronized steps Bending bones And malleable movements. The screen was painted With graceful bodies And it echoed of hip hop music And I watch my mother Scratch her head cause She could never really get her hips to hop And she didn't know how that was different from the pop and the lock and the shuffle and the dougie And I heard her murmur under her breath "This is my biggest frustration" I guessed that's what people say When they just can't get something Right. When The feeling The longing The want is in them, But their body Still tells them to trip over their Two left feet When they watch The way I watch my mother Want to be a dancer And I watch my mother shake it off and smile and change the channel And it is the saddest thing in the universe to me That she could just forget that one thing she so desperately wanted to be. You Are my biggest frustration. That no matter how hard I seem to try I just couldn't get you right. I swear, staring at you Makes my eyelashes Flutter a hip hop beat like no other But you just can't dance To music you can't hear And you can't see This amazing Choreography I have mapped out for us in my head I know you're great at that. You can Pop Lock Shuffle and dougie as far away as possible from me. But just like my mother who couldn't get her hips to hop, I couldn't get you lips To talk about Anything that wasn't her And I know your mouth can speak But why are you so at loss for words When the lyrics come Are my syllables not worth your breath, Is my rhythm not worth your step Because I promise you I try to catch up But I trip over my two left feet When I see your eyes glisten When you watch her The way my mother watches the dancers and I know you wanna be with her So you finally hear my music Or so I am convinced that you do. And you shuffle And take each graceful step To the beat of The wrong heart But I just can't change the channel. I can't smile and shake it off Because I have to wait and see If there'll ever be a time You'd dance to me.
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
The Last Dance
I watch my mother Watch the colorful static buzz Out of my television Set. It was a show about dancing and synchronized steps Bending bones And malleable movements. The screen was painted With graceful bodies And it echoed of hip hop music And I watch my mother Scratch her head cause She could never really get her hips to hop And she didn't know how that was different from the pop and the lock and the shuffle and the dougie And I heard her murmur under her breath "This is my biggest frustration" I guessed that's what people say When they just can't get something Right. When The feeling The longing The want is in them, But their body Still tells them to trip over their Two left feet When they watch The way I watch my mother Want to be a dancer And I watch my mother shake it off and smile and change the channel And it is the saddest thing in the universe to me That she could just forget that one thing she so desperately wanted to be. You Are my biggest frustration. That no matter how hard I seem to try I just couldn't get you right. I swear, staring at you Makes my eyelashes Flutter a hip hop beat like no other But you just can't dance To music you can't hear And you can't see This amazing Choreography I have mapped out for us in my head I know you're great at that. You can Pop Lock Shuffle and dougie as far away as possible from me. But just like my mother who couldn't get her hips to hop, I couldn't get you lips To talk about Anything that wasn't her And I know your mouth can speak But why are you so at loss for words When the lyrics come Are my syllables not worth your breath, Is my rhythm not worth your step Because I promise you I try to catch up But I trip over my two left feet When I see your eyes glisten When you watch her The way my mother watches the dancers and I know you wanna be with her So you finally hear my music Or so I am convinced that you do. And you shuffle And take each graceful step To the beat of The wrong heart But I just can't change the channel. I can't smile and shake it off Because I have to wait and see If there'll ever be a time You'd dance to me.
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Talk to me baby You said you adored my confidence, but now I'm a bit to cocky I'm just knockin out the bad qualities So no one can stop me Keep talkin babe Tell me you don't want me and I'll write you a song called "pretty lil liar" As you look into my eyes and see all that you admire As I lay it down and give ya all you desire. Keep talking baby.. Girl, This ain't no comfort inn Let your arms travel through this Persian rug as the fur warms ya skin Yes, yes, Babe! Oh lawd girl, bust it one more time and bring it back And make sure you don't fall in love I don't have the time for that I'm chasing money and a dream Ain't no questioning that I can feel my time coming Progress the essence, ain't no questioning that. I know you want it babe Keep whispering sweet nothings all through my ear as you sit on my lap This liquor numbs the ******** as the crown places all my kings on the map. (And I'll die for my team!) It's easy to find a bad girl, my question is "where all the good ones at?" End of conversation. (I Walk away) #GCK A.$.O.F||
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC
"Talk to me baby"