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Double Deuce

Double Deuce is a 1992 novel by American writer Robert B. Parker, the 19th book featuring the private investigator Spenser. The story follows Boston-based Spenser as he and his friend Hawk butt heads against a street gang while attempting to unravel the murder of a teenage mother and her young daughter. more »

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I'm trying to escape these feelings, so sorry if I'm drunk
Hard to accept I'm not the one you want
Looking back in the past, I see it through the blunt
That's why in the end it's f*ck love, can see from a past I've been fucked up
I've really been told I'm not enough, Hard to believe I'm not in love, Ayy
I don't wanna play pretend, I'm tryna make amends
Cause remember back when, we was more than friends
I didn't wanna break it hard, I can't lose you again
So I went and played smart, but I still didn't win
I hopped in the game, no plan, no strategy
Said I was toxic, so why you still mad at me
Stay hiding, take all the goods like a cavity
Your tolerance of me died out like a battery
Only wanted you when these girls were after me
Like bitch, you are a masterpiece
Like actually, tell me your fantasies
I know for a fact you remember me
You hitting me up, let's get active
I'm fucking on you with passion
I'm touching on you, you tugging on me
Turn the pressure up, no slacking
Back shots, rubbing
Scratching my back, she whispering, f*ck me
Put on her belly, you know that we fucking
Knows when I'm mad and she gets to sucking
A playboy like me ain't doing no cuffing
I know what you like, I know what you loving
Hotbox the whip like that shit an oven
Gotta go ghost its end of discussion
I'm trying to escape these feelings, so sorry if I'm drunk
Hard to accept I'm not the one you want
Looking back in the past, I see it through the blunt
That's why in the end it's f*ck love, can see from a past I've been fucked up
I've really been told I'm not enough, Hard to believe I'm not in love, Ayy
I don't wanna play pretend, I'm tryna make amends
Cause remember back when, we was more than friends
I didn't wanna break it hard, I can't lose you again
So I went and played smart, but I still didn't win
I seem to lose
I hate being booed and I hate being used
Ain't nothing new
Drinking my feels and smoking my feels
Ain't nobody gonna have no clue
Heart so broken I can't use glue
It is what it is, that's why I do what I do
That's why in the end it's f*ck love and f*ck you
Yeah, yeah, f*ck you, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck you
Yeah, yeah, f*ck you, Yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck you, dumb bitch
I'm trying to escape these feelings, so sorry if I'm drunk
Hard to accept I'm not the one you want
Looking back in the past, I see it through the blunt
That's why in the end it's f*ck love, can see from a past I've been fucked up
I've really been told I'm not enough, Hard to believe I'm not in love, Ayy

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