You're crying, he left you once again,
You come to me for support,
Because unfortunately I'm your friend,
You cry and sob ruining my new shirt,
You complain about how he always flirts,
I fake a smile with fake concern,
When the hell will you ever learn?
He's not worth it, get it through your head,
He touches life and makes it death,
I don't really care about all your stuff,
You break a nail and say you got it tough,
But honey you got a lot to learn,
Respect is something you gotta earn,1
I'm sick of having to cancel all my plans,
So that you can complain about your excuse for a man,
I gotta pay my bills, I gotta do my dishes, so,
Shut your mouth or you'll be sleeping with the fishes.2
You then sigh and complain that you're a little fat,
I don't object which causes a little spat,
I want to sleep but unfortunately you're still here,
Your squeaky voice is what I fear,
Why can't I just knock you out,
So you really got something to be complaining about,
Remember last time I got ya drunk,
You got all rowdy, being a punk,
Then you sigh that you got a test,
I roll my eyes, you're such a f***ing pest,
No one cares what you go through,
When are you gonna get a clue?3
I'm sick of having to cancel all my plans,
So that you can complain about your excuse for a man,
I gotta pay my bills, I gotta do my dishes,
Shut your mouth or you'll be sleeping with the fishes.4
So now I finally snap and tell you straight,
"I'm sick of you" and then I state,
You're always complaining about your own sh**,
Your voice is on rerun now I can't forget,
That everything you say and do,
Always revolves around you,
So leave me be so I can go,
Or through that window I will throw,
Your skinny a** and all your issues,
I am sick of picking up your snot nose tissues,
So pack your sh** and get up and leave,
I'm sick of all the webs you weave5
I'm sick of having to cancel all my plans,
So that you can complain about your excuse for a man,
I gotta pay my bills, I gotta do my dishes,
Shut your mouth or you'll be sleeping with the fishes.6
I'm sick of having to cancel all my plans,
So that you can complain about your excuse for a man,
I gotta pay my bills, I gotta do my dishes,
Shut your mouth or you'll be sleeping with the fishes.
Author notes
LOL. This is a rap. Inspired by womb 2 da tomb. Which is just a joke. So don't take this seriously. This is like a joke rap.
Comments
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lol this was really good! i laughed at some parts and i think this could esily be a #1 rap hit
Lool but yeah, this was a really good song! keep up the great work!!
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He's touches >> He touches
your a little fat>> you're a little fat
window I will through>>>window I will throw
"I'm sick of having to cancel all my plans,
So that you can complain about your excuse for a man,
I gotta pay my bills, I gotta do my dishes,
Shut your mouth or you'll be sleeping with the fishes."
Like that part.
Nice job. Pretty funny at some parts :]
Good write, keep writing.



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This was great, made me laugh at some parts x].
Keep it up, kudos to you!



