Beastie boys

Off the grid,
like a knocked out arachnid.


suco de tangeria.
i'll go pretty slow, i might go fast,
but you'll never know.

man this shit gets me on fire
i'll make sure you know im not a liar.
even though im not friar, -BROWN.
now i'll go show and spit all my flows thru town.
gotta get that bridal gown.
oh its goin down.
you put on as much make up as a clown.
you do that to make you look less round.

well too bad my lovefor girls like that cannot be found.
SHALLOW HAL, is what i pretty much am.
and im also Fil-Am,
but dont let me the epitome of what filipino should be.

i pretty much am the low class example.
cause im pretty FULL.
of myself.
i'd totally hop onto any MILF.
esepcially jessica Alba.
now i found ya, gonna rape and maim ya
BLAM! now im a father.

lol too graphic.

Classroom Crush Pt. 2

ummm... i remember when i first layed my eyes upon you.
the cliche way to start saying i noticed you.
you caught my eye and uh... thinking to,
but then i remember my heart is split among different girls,
each of them take part, a slice of what is my world.
its part of my nasty habit- which is voyeurism,
like the trix of the rabbit.
mmmm i dont know how long this has been goin on,
but all i can tell its not the right thing going on.
when you got girl to talk to in every class,
but sometimes you think they got a nice ass.
i know this is much disrespect.
esepcially when i look at you,
i stay erect,not slouching
like drew rhee.
but when he doesnt he looks like he could be 6 foot 3.




1:20-2:10

in the period which i have you for,
i sit down at my desk and look at the door.
waitin for you,
my want to communicate is more.
your soul is like money for the poor.
its bountyful, just like your behind.
beautiful, is what i can find.
when i converse with you,
ya blow my mind.

every now and then, i still find time
to trade lines for a while,
even though i say things with an awkward smile
h
opin that shit is cute.

now, searchin up and down in the R&B aisle.
but now there's no effort in that,
so i stay home take a pen and pad

and some time off to make poems and songs,
i'll think its perfect, or maybe it's wrong.
maybe it might end up too short or too long.



its been 2 weeks now.
didn't know how sophisticated your style is,
i never manage to even taste this.
so i ask you out, hope you open your mouth
give me an answer, if its yes,
i'll restrain from shoutin out.
luckily, its a hit not a miss.
thankfully, you granted my wish.
now i know i'm good at cathing fish.
or
thinking already about our first kiss.






(idk if i shouldput this in)
later, im about say, "hey i made a mix tape"
then i think "shit, its too early, not late."
its makes me mad
that i didnt have the courage to talk to you-
EARLIER but now that's not what i do-
HAVE.



verse2

so now
waitin at the mall, heart beatin tall.
looking down the hall,
the suspense is killing me.

been holding my breath so long.
finished my drink you see.
gotta to the bathroom to pee.
but i didnt want to barely miss you
making your think, i stood ya up.
this enough, to make a feel man guilty, its rough.
like game, so i need to shape up,
try and look tough.


to outshine you bro that job is mine,
cause the time for writing, is what i can find.
my vocabulary, will put you in a bind,
folks who want to hear me,will wait in line.

to doooo foo.
i'll never miss you.