In '96 i started turning out sweet 16's/
18's were fair game too/
i put 'em on the hook for the pleasure of it/
cause n*ggas love it/
couldn't keep 'em out of my pad/
long enough before the next one came/
drownin' deep in the flow/
grippin' heads tight/
got 'em wanting to bust on me/
but they don't measure up/
i'm on top/ you gettin' the full frontal/
lobe working it til you reach an epiphany/
give into me/
my words get you high/
then leave you in a state of refractory/
recovering from loss of blood flow/
after the gush/the head rush/
when i'm on the track/ johns dub me a legend/
proper head nods/ bobbin/ wit the tongue action/
i spit/ lickin off shots/cream in my hand/
cuppin 'em together/ so more can flow in/
if you build it/ they will come/
all over the planet/ got 'em at my beck-on/
beggin' for their chance to spend their check on/
AbsoluteVenus
A.K.A.
Hale's Angel
© 2011
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