I need some editing, it was a rough sketch.
Suggestions please,
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This aint no knock off, this aint know walk off.
This is a rock-uh, this is James Waalkes.
Floating around, in and outta the burbs. Spouting his ideas, getting’ on yo nerves.
He doesn’t write lyrics, he knows the words.
Unbecoming? Or becoming un, when he comes atcha you aint gotta run,
away. Just an apple a day, to avoid the fray. Small price to pay, eh?
“Hey is this normal?” Well, it sure as hell aint formal.
“You knee her in the stomach, Ill take her from behind,” The thoughts just aint leavin’ my mind.
I never expected to be here awaiting, I didn’t know so much would be at stake and
I just cant let the distance keep raking,
at my soul. Its taking its toll
But its how we roll.
“Devin, I reckon you will be one of those panzee boys who will fall into a pit of lava, which will consume you..”
J.W.
Tribute to B team
This aint no knock off, this aint know walk off.
This is a rock-uh, this is James Waalkes.
Floating around, in and outta the burbs. Spouting his ideas, getting’ on yo nerves.
He doesn’t write lyrics, he knows the words.
Unbecoming? Or becoming un, when he comes atcha you aint gotta run,
away. Just an apple a day, to avoid the fray. Small price to pay, eh?
“Hey is this normal?” Well, it sure as hell aint formal.
“You knee her in the stomach, Ill take her from behind,” The thoughts just aint leavin’ my mind.
I never expected to be here awaiting, I didn’t know so much would be at stake and
I just cant let the distance keep raking,
at my soul. Its taking its toll
But its how we roll.
“Devin, I reckon you will be one of those panzee boys who will fall into a pit of lava, which will consume you..”
J.W.