| Lines written
Rhymes spittin'
I'm givin' it all
But I aint gettin' at all
Like I was given the ball
Shootin' missin' em all
...Maybe this aint my game
Maybe my aim, shouldn't be a classic
venture to fame
Maybe I shouldn't be mentionin' names
Rem The Lame...
Maybe Im insane
Maybe I... should hang my head in shame
And quit makin' videos lame
And start makin' video games
But if I did, it would be about a phoenix
Born in the flames!
Restored in the pain!
Sourin' in the rain!
Adored in the game!
(Chorus)
One life, Ima live it
Give a shit about opinions
Dream big, or why live
Close ur eyes and envision
No limits, no lemons
It's divine intervention
God given. So I'm givin'
everything I got in Rem
Success is a pair kicks
...Bet I can fit em
And I see em in the distance
...And Ima get em!
Gotta bag fulla of rhymes
...And Ima spit em.
Till the Rem in remember
Won't ever let u forget em
(Chorus end)
(get em)
All I need is time
I got plenty of it
I'm only twenty five
With plenty rhymes in the oven
All u gotta do is love it
And turn the volume up a bit
Let ur friends hear it
So they can fall in love with it
I won't break hearts
But Im gon' make charts
What you hate about hip hop
I don't take part
Call me Rem Van Gogh
Because I'm gon' make art
These things I promise,
All I need is a start...
(Chorus)
Get em! Damn right
The game gotta high sex drive
So Ima come strong
Every damn time
I said damn right
Every damn night
Ima make the mile high club
On every damn flight
Despite
Hatin' on high
I'ma keep risin'
Till I make it to the sky
Feel me in Cali
And back in NY
Over here in TX
And back home, the MI
(Chorus 2X)
(get em) |
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| Today I went to my little sister (who happens to be bigger than me) and told her she had a little bit of butt on her face.
When she looked at me with a confused expression, I proceed to make my previous statement true.
Butt on ya face! |
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| After high school, I didn't know what to do with myself... With nothing but the mind to make video games, eventually I ended up at the local university: Oakland University. I wanted to see what the fuss was about this "college experience" and I figured I could get an education along the way... Boy was I wrong.
It only took me a semester to realize that I wasn't cut out for a traditional university or the college experience. My grades fell short. All I did at parties was watch the fraternity guys caterpillar around the dance floor. And my virginity remained well intact... but barely.
I remember the first time I noticed her. She was walking back toward the dorms wearing what looked like an aerobics outfit. I was trailing behind, watching too intently. After that, I didn't expect to see her again. Stupid me... this was a college campus...
I saw her again within a week. I was sitting and chatting with a distant cousin and she walked past. I called to her. She replied briefly and continued on her way around the corner as I continued my conversation with my cousin... In about a half hour, my cousin was gone and she came back. Seeing that I was alone, she decided to take a seat. We talked for hours...
She told me about how she lived a sheltered life under her parents' rule. She told me how that sheltered life made her wild out when she left home (but she didn't go into detail). I told her I was an atheist. She told me she was bisexual. She told me about home (Ohio). She told me a lot of things... but not the things that would have saved me the heart ache to come.
She told me about a party that Friday night and she hoped to see me there. Now what u have to understand about me, folks, is I was young and naive. I would have done anything to hold the attention of a pretty girl. Fortunately it never got that far, but I did go to that party. I didn't see her until after, but I was there.
The next day she asked me to dinner. I never had a girl ask me to dinner before. I was infatuated already. We ate dinner at the cafeteria together, then went back to her room to watch DrumLine. I couldn't concentrate on the movie because I was wrapped up in something I had never experienced before. While I pretended to watch the movie, she kissed me. I kissed her back...
The rest of the weekend, I spent every minute I could with her. I have a vague memory of seeing Beyonce's Baby Boy video while makin' out with her. She introduced me to a variety of people, mostly dudes, and her girlfriend. She also told me about her last ex boyfriend who was also the closest thing to a prophet that a teenage male could be. She gave a small warning that he was her one and that I should be careful with my feelings... If I had any experience with this type of girl before, I would have shut down my feelings long ago... Problem is, she wasn't expecting me to be the kind of guy I was... and any other guy would have come out of the ordeal without a scratch... and many did.
It wasn't until later that week I found out she had slept with most of the guys she introduced me to. It wasn't until later that week that my feelings began to show. I was completely infatuated with her and happy to be... but she didn't want that from me. In fact, the most she may have wanted from me was my virginity. I wasn't ready to give that up... and later that week... she didn't seem to want it anymore anyway.
She made me feel so good in so many ways that I had the hardest time understanding why she began to push me away... If she hadn't indulged in my desire to gaze endlessly into her pretty eyes, it would have been easier. A silent gaze became a means of communication between her and I that I have never achieved with any other girl ever since. It even remained strong when the fights began at the end of the week, because she decided to stop returning my gaze. I remember trying to convince her to let me back into her mind while sitting frustrated outside of her dorm one day and she told me to stop trying to talk to her with my eyes...
I was equivalent to what heartbroken is for infatuation. And she pulled away quickly... Eventually all ties were broken and my good friend who remained friends with her told me about how she thought I was crazy... I pulled a last ditch effort on Valentines Day and left her a Teddy Bear hoping for reconciliation... but all that I got from her from that point on was completely ignored.
The hardest thing for me was doing anything except trying to figure out how to fix things with her. Hours that should have been spent doing homework assignments were spent turning over solutions. There was no solution tho. She had different intentions for me than I had for her. I went too deep and she left me there to drown myself. I came out of it tho... but it took forever. I learned where I fell short. I got involved with someone without any protection at all... and got burned badly (figuratively of course).
One good thing I got out of it was that on one of the bad evenings, I spoke to her ex-boyfriend and he helped me to understand that my atheism was misdirected... that I didn't believe in God due to mortal fault. So maybe it wasn't all for nothing...
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