Shad - Out of Love Pt. 2 lyrics

So I wrote this song once - out of love About a scrub In a crowded club or lounge Surrounded by these hounds and thugs And he goes home and he pouts because Well first of all, his ears hurt from shoutin stuff Trying to flirt when the sound is up So he already feels down and plus He just got clowned and struck out so many times That now hes out of touch Well as the story goes, that boy never found his luck Sleeps in his folks' house On the couch or just around the rug Legs spread starfish-style Mouth is up Singin "look out the window" Blah blah Loud as what You know childish stuff The things you do when you're lonely But homies gotta be all proud and such Like 'we don't love them hos' That's what they all say Still I seen many fall prey to a doll face They sayin I ain't all straight Cause dimes recognize me now in the hallway And flash a smile, I pa** em quick with a small wave Basically punk em so my boys get mad and punch me In the junk til my balls ache Look out the window and there's rainstorms I let the wind blow out a brain storm Shad's back on that emo tip Oh good. The scarf and the tight jeans complete the whole look Why don't you go cook Some vegan food and rent The Notebook We all need a good cry shad, you so should! Then maybe you'll feel better And won't put together another lame long love song With no hook! Go sniff a rose bush and learn how to rap again I thought you got your flow back, what happened man You had that super difficult, seven syllables at the minimal A-typical schemes and you packed em in Now oyu slack and when you rappin, you have to grin Cause you know that them rhymes is as wack as sin And not half as dope as you had em then Shad dude, when was the last time you grabbed a pen And worked your brains out, spat flames out You tame now Sort of got this half-way lame style And this is sort of an aside, but you've gained pounds Spending all day layed out on that same couch! Whatever happened to 'I want a clair huxtable' And 'the only rap videos I make are instructional' I think you got a little bit too comfortable And you still out of love, so what you gonna do...