If ya get too forceful…the flow sounds awful
Coming on too strong just ain't normal
I hate when I'm made to wear a suit and tie
Looking all formal I'm very thoughtful
And won't make you do what ya don't wanna do
And I ain't stopping you from doing what ya wanna do
So move straight through
But I suggest you keep to left
You began to caress her chest, the tender breast…
But that's don't mean she's saying yes
You ain't a pack of CC's, do you see me
I walk freely and let my lyrics free from the leash
You can't force the peace..
My thoughts release like itty bitty projectiles
I smile like the reptile known as a crocodile
You mock a style..spitting bile
If ya try too hard the pressure will make a fail the trial
Ya gave that phone a dial one too many times
I can't stand those forced rhymes
And it's obvious when ya force too many tracks
Into a short studio time
Force can break the soul, make ya lose control
The need for money
In order to survive can force you to the dole
Ya need to take a hold
If you you apply force it may be you who gets rolled
Feel the heat scold
But make sure before you make that move
That if forced it will improve
A positive groove… let the after effects soothe
Like anticol does ya throat
I'll throw ya the rope
And the buoy to keep you afloat
But initial hope must be acted upon immediately
And sometimes if ya go with the flow agreeingly
Conveniently the struggle lessens
Because ya not constantly pressing bu*tons
For force as hard as ya try in the end
May just bring nothing
Now it's mighty unfortunate that ya no longer into the scene
I can't force you to understand
The supposed premonitions that I've seen
Been dealt felt in dreams
Day by day ya get less keen, prefer the machine
Than off the head, Years ago it was the future I'd dread
As I watched another fall from ahead
Awoke from the wrong side of the bed
Chose to listen to commercial music instead
Because then ya got musical interest in common
With ya other friends
You can chat away
Oh what was the name of that song again
Ya left me for a trend
Amongst the commercial ladies and men
It's hard to comprehend giving in
In the end and not applying force
Trying to re arrange the course
And I'm out this song I abort