Feelings like. . .

Normally I don't post my lyrics, but here goes nothing. . .

Feelings

feelings often are socially transmitted diseases, it’s

easy to spread std’s like these when you don’t watch what you say

not thinking before you speak is like not watching with whom you lay

and since I'm always on display I never know who I may do next

so I practice safe text

I'm careful with the content of my context

careful not to spray I, lay text before I play text

play house

doctors orders:

lay out my oral erection in sections so you know what you getting

the lesson

is size, can be deceptive

should be concerned with if its tight, the fit and if you can work it right

some realize they’re good and start to work at night

skip ethics if the working price is right

say the right thing and they’ll work you tonight

might go straight to head if the line is tight

the vultures circle the spot light when that lime lit right

like freshman whores in college dorms, the line…is tight!

you might as well be on the mic 'cause everybody know what your business like

and its just like kids to kiss and tell, so you getting emails asking what the business is

but what you're missing is

you cant make a pass just to fit in

what you spit in got to sit in line with the mind receiving

I mean the quarterback, has to be in tune with the wide receivers!

so whether or not you’ll enjoy this started long before this evening or heavy breathing

you have to work out the word play, like lingerie

its more than underwear

you lace up the shape tough to intensify what’s already there

a gift is just a gift

but you bow tie and hide it under wrapping paper to show you really care

it might not be new, but

sometimes you want people to stop and stare

look away just to double take

make you break it down, slow it up, bring it back, work it out

tilt it just right to see what it looks and sounds like in a different light

and if its hitting right it might get ripped and torn, stripped bare

thoroughly tested, dissected, inspected inside and out

just to see the smiles and what comes out of their mouths

there is no greater pleasure than pleasing

except maybe a little teasing, a little teeth in the right places be anxious, for nothing

savor, everything

be present

in the present

Written by Edwin "Future" Wilson