My Rap
Deshawn Yeldell 1977 (Huntsville)
My Rap,
Can I fly Can I fly,
I wonder why they don’t want to see me fly,
My my my,
I wonder why,
all I get is evil eyes; it ain’t fair but It comes from the squares,
I look up the stairs fall to my knees and give a prayer,
My my my,
I wonder why they label me a street dude,
My my my;
I wonder why,
could it be; because I’m writing gangsta rhymes,
My my my all I get is the evil eye,
My my my listen to my rap,
Now can I fly?
-MillYentei
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