this aint another love song
what..
aint another love song
no..
aint another love song
aint nobody cryin
simply
it is a declaration of independence
because our dependence
on fantasy
should be dying
after self evaluation
cannot be
no hesistation
in this recitation
this is the love only we
can make
or break
lord knows we have seen enough
snow fakes
fallin
too much vermin crawlin
actresses sprawlin
actors ballin
phony love interpretations
what starts out as a dusting
of mistrusting
can become an accumulation
i aint on probation
you are not in jail
listen now
as i tell the tale
of two people who aint done
nothin wrong
i dig you baby
but best believe
this aint another love song
no
the how
the why
the tears
people cry
when aint
nobody died
the oh my god
we tried
the living
a lie
the moans
the sighs
the just tryin
2 get by
the good mornin
good afternoon
good evening
see ya soon
the broken ties
the bye bye
baby bye bye
real love
friends
can i get an amen
is gritty i gotta tell
thinkin ya living in a slice
of heaven
payin the price
for fallin into a personal hell
when two people meet
all they hear is beautiful sounds
for a while
it is all giggles and smiles
feels like no one is around
quite profound
no matter what you prefer
angels and demons
schemin
all around us
thus
petty things begin to occur
the voices we ignored
the hard choices we stored
away
come back one day as a dream deferred
gotta be paid in full
gotta know where we belong
best believe baby
this aint another love song
no
2 tears in a bucket
f...nah i aint gonna curse
in any verse
you are a woman
i am a man
i pizz standin up
you carry a purse
sometimes i get mad
sometimes you get sad
but i aint a doctor
you aint a nurse
just two people
with a unique individuality
this aint no romeo and juliet sonnet
cream upon it
no shakesperean tragedy
it is i for me
you for you
tryin to find a semblance of equality
the way real love should be
yes
yeah
there is always gonna be sycophants
reachin for the bulge
in my pants
an army of ants
tryin to mount your mound
love is either gonna be
our system of survival
or dead on arrival
what goes up
can devolve into a system of the down
always said i will be two emm..effas
not three
will you put up with me
guess it depends
on the severity
we cant pretend
always an open end
to escape if need be
an ejaculation
can either be two in love
makin sweet love
or a miscalcuation
masturbation
served for one
lonely but not alone
i can do bad by myself
it is what it is
when all those quotations are done
what do we have that can work
if you put the time in
and i work overtime
sho nuff we expect the perks
real rap
there always comes a time
in any vibe when both people
look within
make a strong case to the end
we gonna defend
or concede
no longer bleed
we have both seen love stories
end in divorces
but check it out
i aint special forces
and you aint the viet cong
best believe pretty baby
this aint another love song
no
this aint another love song
what
this aint another love song
no
this aint another love song
time to evaluate what we have got
like that old sayin goes
either pizz or get off the pot
the future only cares about
what could be
the present
is a resident
of our secure insecurity
and the past
is an empty glass
with a lipstick stain
the mescado
dont flow
no mo
only memories remain
we got family depending on us
yes we do
cant keep heaven waitin
debatin about me and you
so
we cant wait for too long
gotta be strong
believe in what we knew all along
embrace the right
to love
admit the wrong
because best believe baby love
this aint another love song
no
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