Dear Harlea (song)

That song you wrote about me, wow.
And I am feeling so loved right now.
I am so glad you are my sis I love you,
And without you in my life I dunno what I'd do.
But this song you need to listen to.
Cause every single day I have to live through,
Live stayin awake drinkin Mountain Dew.
But somehow you previde love that keeps me going,
No matter if I have my bad temper showing.
See I dont have to show but you'll be knowing,
That I love you and my love keeps on flowing.
I read everything that that song has spoken,
I loved it! Not a line was broken.
Well I think I wanna write a verse bout my sis,
But I dont know where to start this.
I'm DJ now, used to be a guy named Kris.
But listen to this and you'll be abliss.

If you were a surfer I'd say narley,
You outrun ever by farly.
If it was opposite I'd say I'm hardley,
But it's not so I can say I love ya harlea.

Verse two, you get better than worse.
Writin bout you I dont needa rehearse.
Oh yeah harlea, make sure you tell me first,
Before you do that "thing" to quench your thirst.
Alright sis count one, then two, then three,
And think of the DJ also known as me.
Count again three, then two, then one,
Livin to love you is oh so fun.
I love watching you smile, my heart stops.
Love hearin you talkin bout your cops.
Keep sayin, " DJ lifts me when I feel like flops"
Remember in that song you wrote it said,
I kept sayin I wanted to be dead?
Well guess what? No need to shed,
One single tear. No bodies gon be spred,
As long as I'm here. See sis, that's what I said.
I am your bodyguard, boyfriend or not,
Because your honestly all I got.

If you were a surfer I'd say narley,
You outrun ever by farly.
If it was opposite I'd say I'm hardley,
But it's not so I can say I love ya harlea.

What else can I say? What else can I rap?
what else can I say to make you know asap?
Well I'll put it in 7 letters, three words. I love ya.
I can't believe that your actually in love with a gangsta!
But that aint BF and GF just yet. Wish but was not.
But it's iight. You is what I have now got.
I knew that when I met you I liked your crazyness,
But thing is you have not one ounce of lazyness.
Now lets move on to that diet.
Honestly I think you should quit it.
Girl, that s**t is makin you hurl.
Instead of lettin your hair twirl.
Dont do that to yoself. Your the best.
Makin the others blend like the rest.
Shit. U so great, you make me look like a pest,
Like your words impact on my chest.
Now c'mon sis stop cryin. I'm setting you up a fest.
I love my sis aka Harlea.

If you were a surfer I'd say narley,
You outrun ever by farly.
If it was opposite I'd say I'm hardley,
But it's not so I can say I love ya harlea.

copywright (c)