Artist: Code Poets Album: Mark of the Beast Song: Dark Green Eyes Typed by: rhymenetwork.com [Off Topic] Put some good highway miles on the Cherokee Jeep Take it to South Street Stare at the freaks Blaring my beats And free-styling, I don't care who's eyeing me up They're all silent With the windows up They're all quiet Damn near ten years Since we locked lips I feel like that was my last kiss Because I been half-hearted, everything, ever since Hindsight shows evidence I might have been a bit sick So I turned out more innocent chicks Than legitimate pimps I'm not lying when I tell them I'm not trying to be in it For the long term Some understand and some never learn I'm no lady killer I just happy taking my turn Except for this girl She's not perfect by any stretch But I can't reach the pedestal to try and topple the bitch So there she sits Idolized out of her league It's all too obvious after the fact Why she would up and leave my ass Had enough mental issues for psychology class And a tight grasp Choking baby girl to her last Guess I wasn't man enough to stand up face facts Now I'm sitting back on the past And if I saw her in the street I'd probably walk on past 'Cause she don't know me from a stranger anymore The J. Moore she fell for is no more But she may like this hip-hop, Off Top, 12-bit lifestyle I'm on [Off Topic] I became We became I It was in a dream the last time I saw dark green eyes that were like mine I was too young to hold on A fading memory that I've chased for so long [Off Topic] Now I'm an adult I got faults, but I don't weep I got solids, liquids, and gasses that help me go to sleep Who's got the container? I got some currency I could trade ya Write a sad, sick, stalker poem to a tenth grader I'm losing sleep on it, even ten years later This goes beyond pathetic, this is psychotic behavior Yeah I moved on, but I moved back I don't know why I guess a happy memory for me Beats being empty, tearing out my insides That was last time I ever cried Even when my grandmom died 'Cause it's '97, and I'm college-bound To a school that I don't want Mom's promises were a front And dad is a sociopath Pulling my strings Never took a chance Never didn't pass Took a suicide jump from the top of my class But I bounced off the pavement with a head full of raps And spent the next couple of years perfecting my craft Kept it from the people who would get in my path Til I came out so raw that I scared them cats First I would create it, then I'd murder a track Then something went and pulled me back Maybe I just never found anything as good Because I made myself believe I never would Never felt so high or low again as far as I recall Truth is, I never really felt again at all [Off Topic] I became We became I It was in a dream the last time I saw dark green eyes that were like mine I was too young to hold on A fading memory that I've chased for so long