Years

Too much rhetoric
For me to know when to answer
So like a dancer
I try to always make the right moves
So when the night moves
I don't feel like your cancer
And I can't lose
If we do what I became used to
Affect like we used to
New I'm steady paying dues to
The one I was bruised through
You wonder who abused who?
Now there's a speech in my mouth that's unopened ;
I have loose tongue but I hold it
I play submissive, submit, and roll over
For YEARS...


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-