A good book should leave you... slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading it.

William Styron, interview, Writers at Work, 1958

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Never Told
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Yeah, hey, wassup girl
Hey, yeah, uh
 
Uh, angel eyes, long hair
I see you cryin', what's wrong there
He did what? He ****ed who?
We know the story, what's new?
See I could probably, rush you
Tell you that he should have loved you
Take advantage, **** you
Tell you I'll do all the **** he wouldn't do
But the truth is, we all the same
On different teams, but it's all a game
The objective, tryna score
You got a wife, you find a whore
You **** her fast, she find her drawers
Pull up her pants, you find the door
You drive her home, she mop you off
You bust again, and drop her off
Then repeat like an episode
Why we cheat? I'll never know
Is it cause we rap? Heavens no
Lotta *****s rap though, never blow
A heterosexual, girl you fine, from head to toe
Could it be cause my father let me know
That he cheated, and somehow I never told
I never told
 
"Hey, you wanna be a man?
Yeah I wanna be a man.
A man don't run tellin' mama everything he see.
I ain't gonna tell.
Alright then man. You're a man now.
Okay."
 
OK, that's what it is, I see the game
The hoes come, the seasons change
The hoes go, we rearrange
**** up her life, she'll never be the same
The old G's that beat the game
Forever young, Peter Pan
Thirty five, still playin', child support, still payin'
Jugglin', bill payin'
Been runnin' round, field dayin'
Wine and dine, meal payin'
With hopes that she'll land
The bed and, get wet then, give head then
You bet man, the same girl who said we just met man
Game colder than the ****in' dead man
One night stands, no best man
No bridesmaids, or reverends
Cause Wolverine's depressin', don't wanna be your ex man
Cause cupid aims and throw the darts
There go the sparks and broken hearts
Who wanna build Noah's Ark
Just to have that **** torn apart
 
"You know what? I need to talk to you.
About what?
I don't think this is, working out for us.
Why?
I mean, I need some space. I mean no, I just wanna find myself, that's all.
What the ****?!"