GANGSTA WHISPHER...THE SIMPLE ESCAPE
DEAR NBK MESSAGE
DO PEOPLE CHOOSE TO BE ALONE
I TRY TO HELP BY SENIDNG LOVE OVER THE PHONE
BUT THIS TYME MY HEART HAS CRACKED
IT FEELS AS THOUGH IV BEEN JACKED
FOLLOW ME AS I WRITE
HOPEFULLY U WILL UNDERSTAND ME U JUST MIGHT
I HAVE A STRONG SPEAK
YEP YEP BABEE IM GREEK
THIS IS SIMPLE ESCAPE
THEY COME OUT AT NIGHT LIKE A MIND RAPE
ONCE AGAIN THIS WHISPHER IS BOUT YOU
LAST NIGHT IN MY MIND I MADE LOVE TO YOU
I CRIED FROM START TILL END
KNOWING THIS SHOULDNT OCCUR CUZ UR JUST MY FIREND
DAMN IM THINKING OF U TOO MUCH
WANA FEEL THOSE ARMS AROUND ME WANT THAT TOUCH
THIS AINT NO LIE
TO REALLY LOVE SOMEONE U DONT REALLY HAVE TO BE FEELING THE INSIDE
INTERWIND MY HAND ONCE AGAIN IN THE CAR
BLIND FOLD ME TAKE ME FAR
DONT PUT ME TO SLEEP WITH ZANEX
BUT SLOW DANCE WITH ME TO VOYAGE TO ATLANTIS
WHY DO U THINK I LANDED IN UR LIFE
TO POSSIBLE BE THE GREEK GANGSTA WIFE
CAN U HANDLE SUCH A ROLE
THIS GREEK DONT SLIDE DOWN NO POLE
IN MY ROOM I MIGHT DOANCE LIKE A STRIPPER
EVEN I BUST UP CUZ I LOOK MORE LIKE JACK TRIPPER
YA ALL KNOW I GOT A VOICE LIKE WHITNEY
ALRIGHT MORE LIKE SCARY MOVIE SYDNEY
BEEN TOLD LOOK LIKE THE LOCKNESS MONSTER IN THE POOL
WHITE BATHINSUIT SOUTHBEACH HEELS I AINT NO FOOL
IVE SAID IT BEFORE
ONCE AGAIN I REFUSE TO LET MY HEART GET TORE
YOU CANNOT TRICK GOD
YOULL GET STRIKED LIKE LIGHTENING ROD
GO TO CHURCH AND BEG FOR MERCY
TELL GOD I MAKE U LAUGH LIKE I LOVE LUCY
TELL HIM BEFORE YOU MET ME UR LIFE WAS A MESS
DAMN GET ON UR KNEES AND CONFESS
DONT BE SCARED
THERES A REASON WE HAVE BEEN PAIRED
MEMEORIES HAVE BEEN MADE
WITHOUT SHARING A BED AND LAID
IMAGES IN OUR MIND
WHEN WE ARE LONELY WE LOCATE ONE ANOTHER WE FIND
TRYING HARD TO FIGHT THOSE FEELINGS
GO AHEAD LIONEL RITCHI CONTINUE THE DANCING ON THE CEILING
WE ARE CLIMBING THE FRIENDSHIP LADDER
ANY OLD WAYS WATER EVER HAPPENS NOW DOESNT MATTER
THEY SAY UR SHOULD MARRY UR BEST FRIEND
IS IT POSSIBLE TO FIND A SOULMATE AT THE VERY END.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem