Preoccupied Mind

My mind is preoccupied thinking about
what could have been. You constantly take
over my thoughts again and again.

Why can't I think of anything else? I
try and try but fail and I just can't help
myself.

I can't seem to finish the most simplest tasks.
My true feelings for you are what I'm trying
hard to mask.

Truthfully speaking I wish I didn't think of
you so much. But I find myself daydreaming
about your conversation and right down to your
touch.

Get out of my mind and let me be free.
I have to stop, because I know you don't
sit up all day and think about me.

I catch myself wondering when will I see you
again. And then reality sinks in and I remind
myself that we are just friends.

Never crossing the line between friendship and
being lovers. I know we will never share our bodies
deep under the covers.

Peace in my thoughts is what I'm trying to find.
But I know I will be stuck with me, myself and my
preoccupied mind.

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What Happened to the Real Rap Songz?

What's up with today's rap songz? All of it sounds whack. We lost Pac and Bigg, so there is no one to pick up the slack. All these dance songz talking about jerking and racks. You know they don't have nothing to say because they brought in Sponge Bob and his crabby patty stacks. Acting as if they are skateboard fiends, and bragging about being addicted to promethezine. They even attached a cool name, they call it Lean. What happened to rappers like EPMD, Tribe Called Quest, Dougie Fresh and Slick Rick? These new songz got a catchy beat, but they all make me sick. Talking about hitting this girl and that girl on different nights. Does anyone out there who love old hip hop feel my plight? The new rap songz make my ears sore. I want the old hip hop that you could understand the lyrics to sing along to while your grooving on the dance floor. Waka Flocka learned his colors, so he wanted to share that with you. But Waka, it's not just Black and Yel

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Jones'n

I'm jones'n for your touch and I can't fight it. Your sex has got me blinded. I just want you to get behind it. I don't know what I should do to stop. You're deep in my psyche my mind feels as though it might pop. A free feel is what I plan to cop. Show me the way deep within your heart. I'll make sure I'll continue to do my part. To give you love and affection that will be beyond the top of the chart. I've got it bad I'm on cloud nine. I'm going to keep reiterating that you are so fine. Too bad I missed the boat and you can't be all mine. Mark my words when I say I'm going to do more than make love to you. Baby the Sky's the limit and there's so much that we can do. I'll make you cum until your vision is clouded by stars of red, white and blue.

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