Luper lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ma said, "Wake up son, good mornin'"
I rolled out of bed, greeted momma with a yawn, then
Paused to scratch and itch, and went down to the kitchen
Fixed a plate of eggs and bacon, glass of OJ Simpson
Just as I was about to dig in
A thought jumped in my head, school was to be attended, sh*t
I paid my thoughts no attention
'Cause I wasn't tryna kick it with this b*tch that just ended it with me
But momma wasn't havin' it
So, I grabbed my bag and split out the door, and saw the whore that I'd rather kick
It seems kinda brash, but it's the hash, I mean the harsh, truth
She runs sh*t, she's the jock, I'm the horseshoe
She's gorgeous, when n*ggas see it, jaws hit the floor, so
When she left, it didn't break my heart, it broke my torso
Makin' my eyes ache, stalkin' your MySpace
Posted a new pic, I mean it when I say
That I f*ckin' hate you, but
Maybe if you looked in this direction
I'd pick my heart up off the floor and put it in my chest, then
Feel the f*ckin' life rushin' through my body
But you got a guy that's not me, so my wrist is lookin' sloppy
Come on, let's cut the bull like a matador
You light me up like lamps, a chance is all I'm really askin' for
Give me one, I promise I'll be back for more
Most wanna tap and score, I want a fam of four
[Interlude]
Not like a family of four, just like...
f*ck it
You'll never listen to this sh*t anyways
f*ck you
b*tch
Ugh

[Verse 2]
She said "You rushin', you rabid son of a labrador"
But I'm attracted to you like teenyboppers to Apple Stores
The basement light is darkened, the switchblade is sharpened
Her name on my arm and her face on a two-percent carton
See her face while you're fixin' your breakfast
And know she's in my basement, objecting to sex with
Me, murder spree surges on with the next b*tch
Tombstones read "RIP" 'cause it's pieces they rest in