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MY NEW RAP ABOUT EVERYDAY BULLSHIT: I just woke up and put on my Chucks, brush on some rouge and then drink a cup of carrot juice. I'm five foot tall, but don't call me small, cause i'm at the right height to head butt your jugular. They say "Daniella, how you stay so thin?" And i'm like it aint nothing- just get your mind right, eat your breakfast in the morning, and take small bites. I eat to meet my nutritional needs, the only problem is I'm feasting like a queen.
Since I was four i've been going to school, and nothing changed but the price i gotta pay- to get an education, frustration, facts floating all around my cell membranes.Yea, thats right, I'm smart, I get straight A's, they say it's gonna pay, but i still cant get a job, even to this fuckin day! I guess that means I need a new resume.
And this city sucks, everything you do takes at least ten bucks! And I'm broke now, too much hitting the mall has taken a toll on my bank roll. And the traffic? I've had it, I drive everyday to the valley and i can't stand it. Driving in LA at 5:30 is a joke, if i have to sit in my car again for an extra 40 minutes, i'll croak.
So my mind has been made, I wanna graduate, make a few thousand bucks and then start to mate. Who knows how this flow will go, until then I'm gonna count my apples and eats some grapes, squeeze some fruit juice and sell cups in a booth for loot.
THINGS THAT MAKE ME GO "OOH": dancing, concerts, art shows, magic tricks, the Smurfs, talented people, all artists; magicians, musicians, painters, dancers- but especially graff artists', illustrations that resemble acid trips, pharmacuticals, shopping, flirting, french kissing, boys that are beastie, text messages, postive vibrations, raggamuffins, Mark Ryden paintings, new lip glosses, real rainbows, sunsets, lighting bolts, colorful flowers, accents, fresh gear, kick'n dance moves, stepping on leaves that crunch, felines/chimps/jellyfishes, that muscle on a guys lower waist, intelligence, radiant smiles, sunshine, when someone you love calls out your name.
THINGS THAT MAKE ME GO "EWW": crusty teeth, pumping into that same sweaty person on the dance floor, being tapped on my dome piece, physics, Marbolo Lights, stone wash jeans, STD's, Anna Nicole Smith, swag, fear factor, cale pache (farsi for cow's head to feet), bad kissers, bomoclots.
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