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every now and then i fall apart

july 12 - just ain't cool

a rap song dedicated to the bmw driver behind me who sped up as soon as i put on my blinkers to get into his lane.

yo,yo, what's the rush
don't tell me that you're crushed
what you did is just ain't cool
i know it, dawg, i ain't no fool
now why chou wanna go do that
naw naw that ain't no phat
the road there, there for you and me
though not for drivers to drive with glee

disrespecting all others, do you see.

now all i need is one old dude to go and say,"sounds like a country song!", ala the one from the wedding singer.

(diary entry: write songs for a living)