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letra de dark green eyes - code poets

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put some good highway miles on the cherokee jeep
take it to south street
stare at the freaks
blaring my beats
and free-styling, i don’t care who’s eyeing me up
they’re all silent
with the windows up
they’re all quiet
d-mn near ten years
since we locked lips
i feel like that was my last kiss
because i been half-hearted, everything, ever since
hindsight shows evidence i might have been a bit sick
so i turned out more innocent chicks
than legitimate pimps
i’m not lying when i tell them i’m not trying to be in it
for the long term
some understand and some never learn
i’m no lady k!ller
i just happy taking my turn
except for this girl
she’s not perfect by any stretch
but i can’t reach the pedestal to try and topple the b-tch
so there she sits
idolized out of her league
it’s all too obvious after the fact
why she would up and leave my -ss
had enough mental issues for psychology cl-ss
and a tight grasp
choking baby girl to her last
guess i wasn’t man enough to stand up face facts
now i’m sitting back on the past
and if i saw her in the street i’d probably walk on past
’cause she don’t know me from a stranger anymore
the j. moore she fell for is no more
but she may like this hip-hop, off top, 12-bit lifestyle i’m on

[off topic]
i became we became i
it was in a dream the last time i saw dark green eyes that were like mine
i was too young to hold on
a fading memory that i’ve chased for so long

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now i’m an adult
i got faults, but i don’t weep
i got solids, liquids, and g-sses that help me go to sleep
who’s got the container?
i got some currency
i could trade ya
write a sad, sick, stalker poem to a tenth grader
i’m losing sleep on it, even ten years later
this goes beyond pathetic, this is psychotic behavior
yeah i moved on, but i moved back
i don’t know why
i guess a happy memory for me
beats being empty, tearing out my insides
that was last time i ever cried
even when my grandmom died
’cause it’s ’97, and i’m college-bound
to a school that i don’t want
mom’s promises were a front
and dad is a sociopath
pulling my strings
never took a chance
never didn’t p-ss
took a suicide jump from the top of my cl-ss
but i bounced off the pavement with a head full of raps
and spent the next couple of years perfecting my craft
kept it from the people who would get in my path
til i came out so raw that i scared them cats
first i would create it, then i’d murder a track
then something went and pulled me back
maybe i just never found anything as good
because i made myself believe i never would
never felt so high or low again as far as i recall
truth is, i never really felt again at all

[off topic]
i became we became i
it was in a dream the last time i saw dark green eyes that were like mine
i was too young to hold on
a fading memory that i’ve chased for so long

- code poets

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