White Boy RAP!!!
Sittin' at the bar with a beer in my hand
I look around at the people and know their plan
It's written on their face as they walk through the door
Like a neon sign flashing guess what I'm here for
Hey sweet lady get a whiff of my cologne
The TV Ad said try it you'll never go home alone
Music playing, people dancing on the floor
With one thing in mind, will I score, will I score
The crowd gets louder people mingle all around
If you look closer insecurity can be found
Pardon me but can I read your shirt in Braille
My friend said that line would never fail
A human supermarket is what I see
All with little signs, pick me, pick me
I laugh to myself and stay at the bar
I already have the keys to the Barmaids car.......
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Feel free to reply to any comment by clicking the "Reply" button.I would like it more if you didn't express that it was from a "white boy" as if rap is inherently not white XD
mattyrayfray
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May 16, 2018
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It's a POEM...I wrote it ( EARLY 80's ) so I name it...End of subject! Sorry if your offended
Why does this remind me of being in university?
pixiedust
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May 16, 2018
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It was Penned in the early 80's...Back when I had Hair on my head!!!
@RobertNappi2 LOL
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