Haiku - Booga Booga

I have been trying To write a haiku for you Some things I just can't do Maybe you're beyond Ancient Asian poetry Or maybe it's just me I have been trying To get this haiku just right All night for you, alright I'm through! Maybe this poem Was lost in the sauce we spilled That never got refilled I've never thought much Of formulaic verse anyway And rhymes are not my fort! I have been trying To get this haiku just right All night for you, alright I'm through! I'm trying not to try too hard But you're hard to write down right So I pen these trite attempts At haikus for you tonight La da dee diddum Lada da dum doo diddle Dum doo la dee do There, that's sufficient! I wrote a haiku for you! Well, I tried at least And that's not so bad I'm working here Can that be said for you? I'm trying not to try too hard But you're hard to write down right So I pen these trite attempts At haikus for you tonight Words don't work like Webster says They trip me up all night I'm just trying to write for you But you're hard to write down right!

(It's always darkest before dawn, can someone help me to hold on) I hate somedays, they just killed one of us Man I hate Sundays, they just killed another one And now I hate Mondays, pray to the holy reverse D.O.G That one bad day ain't enough to make me OD And I would say that life's a bitch, but I'm a feminist They look at Colin and they can't find the benefit But when they reminisce over you, Ty Cobb He confessed to murder. They don't care, why God? The pain I used to get when I was trying to be a superstar Was enough to drive a man to drink like an Uber car Nowadays my worry is these cops don't care who you are (He looks like a bad dude) They're shootin' through your car Light at the end of the tunnel just like my daughter now I just pray when she gets here she's got a father, wow And Ku, you're my dog like Hans So I'm reppin' for the SLUM, man you know where we're from, one It's too dark. I don't see any light near Ain't gotta look hard for trouble 'cause it's right here Looking back on my timeline, and it's quite clear Every dog has its day. This ain't my year Said it's too dark. I don't see any light near Ain't gotta look hard for trouble 'cause it's right here Looking back on my timeline, and it's quite clear Every dog has its day, and this ain't my year (Yea) On the Highway to Hell I'm drivin' myself insane from the pain I've buried Like an addict I'm searchin' in vain for my some sanctuary 30 years of trying to maintain's left me drained and weary My memoirs are so stained that my brain can barely summarize Crude manner without a pulse inside Slave to anger like Bruce Banner without a Hulk inside Internal struggle infinite reminiscent of Wolfenstein Full of pride. Any attempt to fix it is nullified I feel it in my chest like I'm chargin' up a Unibeam I'm more like a mute machine than a human being Or I'd fit in well on that mutant team I'm something like a fuse between Jubilee, the blue one, Jean, and Wolverine Still an underdog in the underground music scene Ain't for makin' moves just for views on computer screens So I drew a scheme to rule supreme as the future king But too often I get my nightmares confused with dreams, 'cause It's too dark. I don't see any light near Ain't gotta look hard for trouble 'cause it's right here Looking back on my timeline, and it's quite clear Every dog has its day. This ain't my year Said it's too dark. I don't see any light near Ain't gotta look hard for trouble 'cause it's right here Looking back on my timeline, and it's quite clear Every dog has its day, and this ain't my year Nothing goes according to plan, that's why I wing it If I crash and burn, I'm comin' back fired up as a phoenix It's in my genes. No matter how gray the day I can tell a path is wrong from a mile away And I don't even lay where Xavier stay But I've got power to rattle up cowards into resortin' to pistol play It all stems off of the shit you say Can't be a big dog soundin' like what a Shih Tzu say "Little pup, you ain't lived enough" Is what all of my OGs seem to say whenever I mention stuff So much time spent bein' runner-up Got me actually thinkin' 'bout running up On anyone who want it. What? I'm pissed off, 'cause when the shit starts Your ass quiet as tree bark, 'cause you don't want to see sparks But if you think you're fly enough for a dogfight I'm in your grill like Paul Wall. Send you to Heaven with all dogs It's too dark. I don't see any light near Ain't gotta look hard for trouble 'cause it's right here Looking back on my timeline, and it's quite clear Every dog has its day. This ain't my year Said it's too dark. I don't see any light near Ain't gotta look hard for trouble 'cause it's right here Looking back on my timeline, and it's quite clear Every dog has its day, and this ain't my year

Uh, hm Yeah, haha Me's a freaky gyal (feeling like Omarion in like 2003) Hahahaha, freaky gyal (I'm working on dying) In the rain video, nigga, got my shirt off (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (hahaha, damn, NVBEEL) Ned's declassified, bitch, I'm fried (yeah, yeah) In the club with a damn survival guide (water) Toxic, said I'm like the cyanide (yeah) An alien in a pod, no tide (yeah, yeah, yeah) Burnin' up, vampire, UV light, um (haha) Made 50K, like a feather, this shit light (shit light) My dawg in jail, Ben Franklin, send a kite Goulash, she eating good tonight (yeah, yeah) In the Gulag, nigga, we can fight (we can fight) Take your tool off, nigga, can you fight? (Can you fight?) Ice on Pluto, my future's lookin' bright (bright) The last line a metaphor, read it back (man) You need neuter, nigga, I'm a tutor (tutor) Pull up on him with the cheese, got the gouda (gouda) Don't invite me anywhere, I'm a looter (yeah, yeah) I'm the boogeyman, ooga booga (ooga booga) What's up? What's up? (What's up?) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, what's up?) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slatt) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? (Free Thug) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? (Free Gunna) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy) El Capitán, yo terrio la tierra (yeah, la tierra) On my Spanish shit, bitch, I need sombrera (some sombrera) In the strip club, Rihanna, need umbrella (an umbrella) 'Cause I make it rain, bitch, check the weather (make it rain) In my bag like a chapstick, fella (wa-, water) And I'm with my dogs, like my name Cruella (wa-, wa-) Back in the day, been had guts, cigarillo (cigarillo) I know she blow pipes, seen her play the cello (yeah, yeah, yeah) Bitch, I'm a legend Chilling with a Mike Dean at a bootsy bellow (huh?) What can I tell you? I like Starbucks, sipping on bean, vanilla (what you say?) Go together? No, but we can Iggy, Carti, tether (haha) Not a Mayweather, but I'll send a nigga to the nether (man) You need neuter, nigga, I'm a tutor (tutor) Pull up on him with the cheese, got the gouda (gouda) Don't invite me anywhere, I'm a looter (yeah, yeah) I'm the boogeyman, ooga booga (ooga booga) What's up? What's up? (What's up?) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, what's up?) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slatt) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? (Free Thug) What's up? (What's up?) What's up? (Free Gunna) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What's up? What's up? (Yeah, ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy)