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Fifteen years old, thought |
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I was in love |
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I was never told, sex is like drugs |
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Too much'll drive you crazy -- in fact the brother was so good, had me comin back |
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Took my virginity, like he took my heart |
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I had to find the |
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Lyte, he left me in the dark |
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All alone, no one to be with |
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And the brothers they ask me why |
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I riff I got hard, grew a shell upon my back |
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I had to get a grip, to keep my life intact |
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I had to let em know, |
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Lyte is not fragile |
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Cause if they think this, brothers can get - foul |
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They'll use, bruise and abuse |
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Dump your ass and be sure to choose the next fresh fish that steps into the place |
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If they desire, they forgot your face |
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Lovin them and leavin them, that was their reasonin |
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Thinkin he was pleasin you, when he was just |
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TEASIN you |
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Summer was over, back in school |
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He said come over, that would be cool |
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I said OK, it's been a year now |
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Some even asked why, some even asked how could you wait that long, for me to be with it |
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Some said yo |
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Hobbes, you're never gonna get it |
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But then the time came, you and |
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I both came |
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Things would soon change, never would they be the same |
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Before this afternoon, took place |
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I was in love, |
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I walked around in space |
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I'd rush home from school just to speak to you |
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Talk for an hour, maybe even two |
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We'd just laugh though, nothing serious |
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I guess back then, you were just curious to see what |
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I was like, just to touch my flesh |
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I could be wrong though, that's my first guess .. |
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You was in your house, |
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I was in mine |
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As long as we were chattin on the line, it was fine |
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All alone, yet talkin on the phone |
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If you got bored you felt your bone and as bad as |
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I am, I talked you through every stroke -- |
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Lyte ain't no joke! |
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You've been beggin for some time, for me to come visit |
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You never got mad though, if |
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I wasn't widdit |
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But this day was different, |
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I was feelin in the mood for some slow type of groove or some soul food |
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In other words sex, yeah that's better |
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I threw on the |
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Jordache, the |
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Izog sweater |
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That was in style then, come on don't laugh |
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Sergio's, |
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Lee's, you wore those in the past |
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Anyway I arrived, twenty past five |
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He'd been hypin himself, sayin he was quite live |
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I said here's your chance, show me some romance |
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We begin to slow dance, off with his pants |
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BOOM it was over, damn that was quick |
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Too bad little homey had a widdle widdle * |
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HORN* The only one |
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I've seen, cause yo he was the first |
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But since |
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I've had others, damn he was the worst |
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I was in love though, that didn't matter |
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Nothin you could say, could ever shatter my world, take it away, just a young little girl |
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Oh well He stepped, jet, family moved |
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Leavin me in the mood for some soul food |
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Damn I felt hurt, just like a jerk |
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Would somebody |
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PLEASE just mush my face in dirt so |
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I can hide, from the whole fuckin world |
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WHAT THE F |
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UCK IS LOV |
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E, such a naive girl! |
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Suppose I got pregnant, damn |
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I'd be lost |
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My mom woulda kicked me out to live with |
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Jack Frost |
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I guess I'm lucky though, lonely for sure |
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Waitin for the fucker to come knockin at my door |
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I didn't hold my breath though, |
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I might be dead |
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Yo 45, next time |
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I'll use my head |
