Dulcet Poetry
Zyad
Zyad
Come on
We can't just be sitting around doing nothing
Let's go, let's have some fun
You never want to have fun anymore
Let's go, come on
Uh
Yuh
In a strange position
Can't seem to see what a nigga missing
Never once has a nigga had a pot to piss in
My field of vision leads to real division
I drop my seed and leave a field of children
Hopeful kids, soulful kids
Teach them life is cold as shit
Never could a nigga be as cold as this or that
Keep a ratchet, it click for clack
Tick for tack
Miss the match and proceed with obliteration
Mistakes or deliberation
I'm not fit for the big relation
But I know I'm mature enough cause I'm very patient
Yes indeed, yes indeed
I don't rap, talk truth, then I chop some beats
Talk truth, music is my only therapy
Till I can stand on my own two feet
Niggas think that's it's make believe
Approach life on a major leave
I do what I think is made for me
Plain to see it's a pain relief
Keeps me cool never named deceased
Planet drool, way I aim to please
And act a fool when she came to tease
I'll be a great just you wait and see
Writing words on a pad is what's sane to me
Yuh
See, that wasn't so bad
I don't know about you but I had fun
Zyad
Come on
We can't just be sitting around doing nothing
Let's go, let's have some fun
You never want to have fun anymore
Let's go, come on
Uh
Yuh
In a strange position
Can't seem to see what a nigga missing
Never once has a nigga had a pot to piss in
My field of vision leads to real division
I drop my seed and leave a field of children
Hopeful kids, soulful kids
Teach them life is cold as shit
Never could a nigga be as cold as this or that
Keep a ratchet, it click for clack
Tick for tack
Miss the match and proceed with obliteration
Mistakes or deliberation
I'm not fit for the big relation
But I know I'm mature enough cause I'm very patient
Yes indeed, yes indeed
I don't rap, talk truth, then I chop some beats
Talk truth, music is my only therapy
Till I can stand on my own two feet
Niggas think that's it's make believe
Approach life on a major leave
I do what I think is made for me
Plain to see it's a pain relief
Keeps me cool never named deceased
Planet drool, way I aim to please
And act a fool when she came to tease
I'll be a great just you wait and see
Writing words on a pad is what's sane to me
Yuh
See, that wasn't so bad
I don't know about you but I had fun
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Writer(s): Zyad Erick Sidjeck Sidjeck
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