Rap It Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '

Tell me why,
Do you camouflage that love.
And why...
Do you do it disguised in meaning.

Tell me why,
Do your eyes cry and fill with tears.
And deny with lies,
You want true love!

Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '

Tell me why,
Do you camouflage that love.
And why...
Do you do it disguised in meaning.

Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap! '
Do you wanna rap?
'No, I don't wanna rap!
Don't wanna rap but...

I'm so tired of giving up my heart.
I'm so tired of making new starts.
Like I've got nothing but love for sale.
To inhale pain with no gain to exhale.'

Rap it!
Rap it!
Rap it!
Rap it!

'I'm so tired of the games being played.
I'm so tired of being used for a quick lay.
I'm so tired of words that say,
'I love you baby but I can not stay.'

Rap it!
Rap it!
Rap it!
Rap it!

'I'm so tired of giving up my heart.
I'm so tired of making new starts.
Like I've got nothing but love for sale.
To inhale pain with no gain to exhale.'

Tell me why,
Do you camouflage that love.
And why...
Do you do it disguised in meaning.

'I'm so tired of giving up my heart.
Rap.
I'm so tired of making new starts.
Rap!
'Like I've got nothing but love for sale.
To inhale pain with no gain to exhale.'

Tell me.
'I'm so tired of the games played.'
Rap!
'I'm so tired of being laid.'
Rap!
'I'm so tired of words that say,
'I love you baby but I can not stay.'

Tell me why,
Do you camouflage that love.
And why...
Do you do it disguised in meaning.