It was real luv...

So u want a lil emotion with life.
That sensitivity we men hafta dig for above ya thighs.
Yet call man a bitch for using raw uncut truths.
Runnin with a look that catches the eyes noose.
A bad boy image that'll protect ur loud ass mouth.
U haven't a clue of what a real man is.
Nor what it takes to be spliced back together after ur bs.
U need a lil consideration lookin in the mirrors edge.
Cuttin the fuck outta relations luv makin in the bed.
Rippin the threads apart gettin off on the thrill.
Who in the fuck trained u for u to think ur for real?
N I don't want no half Steppin lazy mo fo.
When's the last time ur hands felt the way his heart flows?
U drift N fadewhen u get what u want.
The word used for remales like u is blunt.
Puttin on Ya face to convince yourself ur the shit.
U was once before a man caught on to ur lying lips.
Tastin that sour tingle that told on u.
Do U wonder why our faces picked up to the proof.
Changin the visual in the mind of what u hide behind the mask.
Yet u want someone down in the middle of life's tasks.
To show u all undirected attention to ease ur day.
Where are U on the willin end to make him wanna stay?
Everyone wants the candy that comes with a price to pay.
So chicks like u can have ur moment of fame.
Then tare him down when he gets sick of lack of use.
When the enjoyment slips from ya thoughts shadow of poof.
A mutha fucka left huh?
That was as real as it gets since U missed the reality of luv.
Takin for granite u only widened his horizon narrowin a type.
Hows it feel not to fit in to his life?
When U had him opened the Fuck up.
U shoulda did what he was tryin to for u flushed.
Lettin u see for yourself what he was.
Yeah, it was real luv...