OK Song Lyrics. I've laid it out clearly before you.

It's either we move, as one, to the next collective cognitive level or else we keep on scrawling semi-coherent adolescent effusions of dubious poetic worth.
The ball is in your court. I have served you. Hit the thing or wilt like a piece of lettuce in the sun and go back to telling me about your new boyfriend and why you are so distraught over the lack of love in your life...

I DARE y'all to comment on my PUBLISHED REPERTOIRE -

suckaz...

 

Y'all still aint nuthin but playa-hatin anti-Elizabethan playa-haterz...

I TOLD you John Dowland wuz droppin' lyrics like a halberd-weilding stalwart in the Pope's Swiss guard.

Damn. Y'all aint even listening.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkRrzAo9Wl4&list=RD02x1RS1i5wy2Q

John Dowland kicks all y'alls butts and U know it !!!

John Dowland gots the dopest beats on gangsta streetz cause he gots ta represent the white rose of our beloved Albion, our virgin Protestant Gloriana.

So BOW DOWN, suckas cause y'all only listen to lame-ass wack baby music....