Post by Nick Hebert on Oct 5, 2003 22:51:27 GMT -5
okay, this is a song i started writing a few months ago, that I basically gave up on because I didn't like how it started, or where it was going...
i have a few funny "hooks" in here (i think that's how they say it), but I still don't like it as a whole...
i'll put this on the board as an incomplete song, and hopefully people will give me their input and even some rhymes and together, we can finish a new gayo song. it's a group effort, help me out...
its a song about how Gayo's mom took him to the YMCA when he was younger, he turned gay, never told his mom, but recently she found out, and now she disowned him...
(start)
This all started when I was about four
you thought I was just a boy, but I knew that I was more
you took me to the “Y”, so I could make some friends
I appreciate that lots, this is where Gayo begins
I learned a lot at the Y
like how to be a guy
and how to get in a guy’s shorts
I teased them and pleased them and even shot some darts
I was a good little boy
I was everybody’s toy
I was more popular than G.I. Joe
I know it’ll piss you off mom, but I thought that you should know
So you found out I was gay
from your senile Uncle Jay
and this all comes to you as a shock
you should’ve figured out years ago, when I told you my favorite food was cock
So now you’re telling everyone
and you put a sign on your lawn
you’re just looking for some sympathy
but momma, you crossed the line when you tried blasting me on local tv
Now let me break it down like this
(change of tempo)
Your dis burnt me like an unplugged toaster
because i’m corking up your dad like Sammy Sosa
that’s right, i’m talking about Paw Paw Jerome
I bend him over and fuck him in the Old Folks Home
all my life you’ve mistreated and second guessed me
and i’ve signed autographs for cops as they arrest me
you wish you could have saved me, but now its too late
i'm just a fish in the see, looking for some cock bait
You’ve raise me to look like a straight man composite
but i’m sorry mom, i’m coming out the closet
as the tears fall from your face like a facet
i’m sorry mom, i’m coming out the closet
Its my time now, and I have to set you straight
I’ve tried mending fences, but you keep locking up your gate
Just face it, i’ll never be like my brother Bob
He’s got a haircut, he’s got a real job
Money, Cars, a big house, and a family is what he’s got
but let me tell you mom, Brad Pitt, he is not
Its obvious all the family’s good looks came to me
and its funny to hear you cry as I pull pubes out my teeth
i have a few funny "hooks" in here (i think that's how they say it), but I still don't like it as a whole...
i'll put this on the board as an incomplete song, and hopefully people will give me their input and even some rhymes and together, we can finish a new gayo song. it's a group effort, help me out...
its a song about how Gayo's mom took him to the YMCA when he was younger, he turned gay, never told his mom, but recently she found out, and now she disowned him...
(start)
This all started when I was about four
you thought I was just a boy, but I knew that I was more
you took me to the “Y”, so I could make some friends
I appreciate that lots, this is where Gayo begins
I learned a lot at the Y
like how to be a guy
and how to get in a guy’s shorts
I teased them and pleased them and even shot some darts
I was a good little boy
I was everybody’s toy
I was more popular than G.I. Joe
I know it’ll piss you off mom, but I thought that you should know
So you found out I was gay
from your senile Uncle Jay
and this all comes to you as a shock
you should’ve figured out years ago, when I told you my favorite food was cock
So now you’re telling everyone
and you put a sign on your lawn
you’re just looking for some sympathy
but momma, you crossed the line when you tried blasting me on local tv
Now let me break it down like this
(change of tempo)
Your dis burnt me like an unplugged toaster
because i’m corking up your dad like Sammy Sosa
that’s right, i’m talking about Paw Paw Jerome
I bend him over and fuck him in the Old Folks Home
all my life you’ve mistreated and second guessed me
and i’ve signed autographs for cops as they arrest me
you wish you could have saved me, but now its too late
i'm just a fish in the see, looking for some cock bait
You’ve raise me to look like a straight man composite
but i’m sorry mom, i’m coming out the closet
as the tears fall from your face like a facet
i’m sorry mom, i’m coming out the closet
Its my time now, and I have to set you straight
I’ve tried mending fences, but you keep locking up your gate
Just face it, i’ll never be like my brother Bob
He’s got a haircut, he’s got a real job
Money, Cars, a big house, and a family is what he’s got
but let me tell you mom, Brad Pitt, he is not
Its obvious all the family’s good looks came to me
and its funny to hear you cry as I pull pubes out my teeth