the sun rays play
bouncing every which way
it feels good to escape
dreary rainy days
today I'm worried 'bout nothin'
I depress the power button
so none can summon
brother, mother, or cousin
my mind is clear
the only sound I hear
is Jilly discussing careers
as I pull her near
a jay o' dre a day
that's the rule I obey
it keeps the doctor at bay
where I pray he stays
sorry to be vague
it you don't understand
let's just say
I feel like a hundred grand
emphatically ecstatic
so good I couldn't have planned it
my face is stuck like plastic
I wish this was everlasting
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
1 comment:
I really like this one, It makes me happy just reading it. Also i found the line " my face is stuck like plastic" rather amusing.
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