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I say love is pain

Yeah love is pain

The funny thing is

I thought I was to blame

My feelings now Is truly M.O.D.

Cause money ova d**k

Is what’s now in me

You see me, I got love for no n***as

One n***a jump stupid

I’ll be forced to pull da t***ga

You askin’ me why I despise them

Yeah why hide it

You n

n***as lie and deceive

But that is not what got me to write this thesis

How one n***a can hurt a girl so bad

Then the next one who said he wouldn’t

Hurt the girl just as bad

I am not writing just to have fun

I’m writing because if I didn’t

I might have used a g*n

It is so funny to them

Yes, this I know

Because to hurt all the women

Means power to those h*es

And yes I call men hoes

But it’s for one simple reason

It lets them no how much

I hate to even see them

Now you may call me crazy

Or you may call me wrong

But like a poet I make love to these words

Like a rapper would to his song

Now it seems so unbelievable

Yes I’m only seventeen

But if you’d seen what I seen

You’d probably be just as mean

Now this doesn’t mean I’m dike’n

It just means that I’m real

I got one for the females

This one here will reveal

Exactly how I hate them too

And why I say they aint real

                                                                            

Now this one is for the females, yes I hate you too

I know you don’t like me because I’m prettier than you

Well it’s not my fault that Jah blessed me so well

What you don’t see is I have problems as well

But purposely you intrude on my life

Knowing I don’t know you makes you cry

Now you see all yall b****es are fake

To me all you females are a f***in disgrace

I don’t want to know you, so stay out of my face

Because if I get to know you, you might feel lead in ya face

Now you can rap my poetry or sing it a cappella

Just so you know I have nothing more to tell ya

But the way I feel about you should hurt you real bad

Because if you really knew me you’d know

You once hurt me real bad

But now I’ve come up

This means I look down on you

But when I look down on you

I see a big frown pon you

You hate me cuz I’m real, and you think that I would steal

Yeah I’m talking ‘bout ya man

If I wanted him, you know I can

Take ya man out ya hands and give him back to ya

So next time you see me, since you are already fake

Smile and say hi, make a happy face

Because if you don’t smile, I’ll know that you hate me

And that is the best feeling that could ever hit me

To know that I don’t know your name

But still I am the one you blame

I never wanted what you’ve got

So take ya fake a** out my spot

If you wanted the spotlight, I would have rented it to you

I honestly wish your feet could fit in my shoe

We both know that I truly hate you

Don’t get mad b***h, go and get made

If you layin on ya back b***h, I hope you getting paid

One more thing to yall b***hes and h*es

Im’a give you my quote

Don’t hate me, don’t despise me, do the right thing and

Just get like me









                                                                             By, Xiomara L Ramos