DEFENDER'S RAP

• Now in my younger days I used to sport as sag
• When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
• With an apple for my teacher 'cause I knew I'd get a kiss
• Always got mad when the class was dismissed
• But when it was in session, I always had a question
• I would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk and
• Help me with my problem, it was never much
• Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
• Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug
• She was married to the man, he was a thug, his name was Lee, he drove a Z
• He'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock
• I was on her jock, yes indeedy. I wrote graffiti on the bus
• First I'd write her name then carve a plus
• With my name last, on the looking glass
• I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her pass
• When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly
• See, she's my type of hype and I can't stand when brothers tell me
• That I should quit chasin' and look for something better
• But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter
• I haven't gone as far as asking if I could get with her
• I just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture
• I'm shootin' for her heart, got my finger on the trigger
• She could be my broad, and I could be her nigger
• But all I can do is stare
• Back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare
• Now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated, not at all over-rated
• I think I need a prayer
• To get in her book and it looks rather dry
• I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye
• Although she's crazy steppin' I'll try to stop her stride
• 'Cause I won't have no more of this passing me by
• And I must voice my opinion of not even pretending she didn't have me
• Strung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggie
• She was kind of like a star, thinking I was like a fan
• Damn, she looked good, down side: she had a man
• He was a rudey, too, a nincompoop
• She told me soon your little birdie's gonna fly the coop
• She was a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
• By letting her pass I had proved to be a better man
• Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian
• And now the world around me be gets movin' in slow motion
• Whenever she happens to walk by, why does the apple of my eye
• Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?
• Wait, no, I did not really pursue my little princess with persistance
• And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existence
• From a distance I desired, secretly admired her
• Wired her a letter to get her, and it went:
• My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well
• Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you
• When I try, or make some sort of attempt, I symp
• Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp!
• 'Cause then I would let you know that I love you so
• And if I was your man then I would be true
• The only lying I would do is in the bed with you
• Give a try and consider the one who loves you dearly
• P.S. Love me tender
• The letter came back three days later: return to Sender
• Damn!