Waves

Waves By: Luis Morales They say these come in 3’s/ Guess we’ll just have to see/ 1st things first is breaking the broke curse/ I worked the hardest for this/ I see platinum arches with music/ About to hop into both and lose it/ Fuck it, hopping in/ like my feet belong to bilbo baggins/ You caught this wave/ You feel my earthquake/ loving the way I make the earth shake/ I stand firm on starting my own firm/ And I got a firm grip on everything learned/ Hitting the gas/ I got rubber to burn/ No brakes pumpin, Stopping at nothing/ Now stompin and stampin/ While teasing a slap in/ Bank account no longer working with fractions/ Assuming control then setting the sanctions/ They’ll wonder where it came from/ And how it happened/ Just getting their juices flowing thinking about which betrayal was the cause of action/

As I float along to the second/ Got ‘em all creepin and crawlin/ Them girls always drunk and frolickin/ Red, blonde to Fro-lickin/ all over each other scissor twisting/ Third wave bitches How much more of a warning shot can I give them/ I tried to tell them that I can’t be tethered nor weathered/ but they needed the expert to give them an excerpt/ You’ll didn’t want to listen/ So I had to write it for your attention/ Now reading all my pissin’/ Got you’ll waiting for the next shittin’/ Now Everybody’s quiet trying not to make the shitlist/ Meanwhile I’m still working on my wishlist/ Got ‘em all dumbfound and speechless/ At how I turned everything around/ that they thought was meaningless/ Trust me I’m still being nice fools/ The warning shot was the butterflies that gave you goosebumps and took your asses back to school/ I just got the pot boiling/ But the gravy isn’t finished/

It was only the first time around/ could you fathom to finish/ Mmm, can you smell it/ I still got shit to put in it then stir it/ when it smoothens it’ll have you going cowboy apeshit with stirrups/ I just got them going that’s why they’re lumpy, Though/ This for the real pheens that like the smell of ethanol/ The next wave Is for the ones that like it clean/ Or so they think/ cause they don’t know its cut with everything in between/ Wink, wink/ Another batch made for the quick and easy on the run/ The raw powder’s so good I can just mix it with the soda and I’m done/ The last one I take personal/ It’s the purest of the pure/ You’ve never had it like this before/ It’s good if O D is the cure/