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Vendetta

Mothers and fathers just might hate me, tell their daughters not to date me,
Is it something I did or something I said, the fact that there little girl is in the back seat giving me head?
 
   I’m not a bad guy, so mothers hold back your tears don’t cry.
   I won’t treat em like a whore, trust,
I’ll even hold open the bedroom door,
Slap her on the ass, as she try’s to pass,
Look at it half full, not a half empty glass.
    Don’t get mad at me, I’m an honest guy, but bitches lie.
Open your eyes, 
    Can’t you see? Don’t believe for one second that I’m the only motherfucker that’s got your daughter on her knees.
It’s sad to say but she made me this way,
Her fault maybe not specifically, 
She could be just a casualty, 
    Of love and war... the repercussion of some low down dirty cheating whore.
A vendetta to all woman kind, 
To make them hurt the same pain on my heart and mind, and with due time hopefully remind,
     That when they walk by the guy I used to be, without a chance or second glance, so smug and vicariously.
     Stop themselves and think... they might just have landed, 
A guy that wont take them for granted.

(2013)

Dont look at me to horribly for this one.

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