Betty Ross

Keeper; way deeper As long as you're happy, I'll be fine Even if it means removing myself from the equation Yo! It's been a ride, wanted to rhyme Wanted to write a song about you for the longest time But I didn't back then, no words in ma pen No flow with the tide, no Glock on the side but now It's way too different, looking back, hindsight, perfect envisionment. Uh I'm no longer lost for the words and the fact of the matter is, I bleed, and I hurt. Uh No lie, I'm telling as it is, this is all truth, never cover up in this biz That's the thing that really drew us in vogue I believe to be so, hope you agree with me tho - Re - Me Was looking for Betty Ross in the stern but you were at the bow Whipping up a different turn Funny thing tho, we were still moving forward Both hopefuls, and 'cause we're not cowards We did flinch tho, still said, "Go." Chanced it, romanced it, we had it Took it real slow, approached with caution, both slow danced into the wrong mansion Worth the mention, no pretension, slight apprehension, sought out wisdom Well, at least for one of us tho, the other one of us, deems himself to be reckless: ME This is something that I gotta live with, gone too soon, the tale of two misfits We were the same, and yet we were so different. Opposite attracts? That is now an understatement Chasing Pavements, Loving in the Dark, Letting It all Go, Battling the Scars Falling All Apart, right down to the core, and this is how I cope with the cuts, and the sores I'm a man of ma word, I will not revert, whatever I said to you is truth, in spite of the hurt You were the only one really, after 3 years, after 5 in fact, whom I treated with respect I tried my best, just thought you should know, when I talk about you, all good things for sure When I reminisce, I could've been more than venomous And I thank the Lord He did keep myself from us-at the time But now, we look at our time, and I thank the Lord, we even had a time Albeit, no doubt, short-lived it was. Reckoned it was all caused for a cause No such thing as coincidences. No random acts of incidences Everything Divine, Providential, orchestrated with its fullest potential But again, I was looking for a Betty Ross. Probably a cause for discourse Stark differences; scratching the surface. This is how I will choose to remember us My prayer, not for me, in fact, but for you at that, wherever you're at Is that you'll find peace within your soul; unshackle the shackles that be keeping you low Coming to grips with the powers that be, and finally, setting your own self free Looking back at it all... Would I have chosen you for the fall? YES If I had to do it all over again, I'd gladly choose you again Even though we can't be lovers, we can still be friends? DAMN This is way harder than I thought it'd be-real talk I've learned to kiss the waves that throw me up against the Rock of Ages