Rhett Rhapsody - MASC

Yo bro!
Whoa, no homo though
Put your number in my phone though bro
I'm not looking for my Romeo
You could be my homie though
We could groove to some Chromeo
You don't gotta blow me though
I could blow your mind
We could do a couple lines
Have a real good time
Maybe cuddle after if your mind's like mine
Cuz I'm picking up a vibe that you might try my tribe
How would you know if you never try?

Baby just dance with me, dance with me
maybe take a chance with me, chance with me
I enchant thee
I enchant thee
I enchant thee

I could tell you're a soldier
By the way you hold your boulder shoulders
Colder smolder
Sold your soul
Dos ojos rojos
I'm a brujo
Buttfuck, what do you know?
I don't gotta prove it to you
It's not voodoo
It's not hoodoo
Or anything like that, so no Catholic guilt
But enough about that, cuz you're built
Your biceps hella stacked, cop a feel
And you're absolutely jacked, Alpha Wheel
Six pack, wolf pack, Alpha male
Big sack, dick fat like a whale
I'm a catch, boy, fuck a female
Hot dude, hot sex, hot rails!
Anyway, what was I bout to say though?
Right
Tonight's the type of night that can make you feel alive
I'm the type of guy that can make you feel bi
The moon's high, the mood's right, give a guy a try
Oh why not, why not give a guy a try?
I catch a whiff of them pits
Pheromones I'mma get that sniff
Into sick shit, but you're just so fit
Got muscles, let's tussle in wrestling singlets
DL, discreet, oh well, guess he's a Masc4Masc boy
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at, boy?
Ay yo, FUCK TOXIC MASCULINITY
AND INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA
Pop the poppers, pop your cock into me
Start toppin' me, and lemme get to know ya

And I can tell you don't wanna be just like your father
So why bother?
Why bother?

Boy, you know the man's got a plan for you
You'd better enjoy your youth while you can
War isn't what you were cut out to do
Whoa, you've got to be a good boy to turn into a good man

Boy, you know the man's got a plan for you
You'd better enjoy your youth while you can
War, that's what you're working out to do
Whoa, you've got a good boy to turn into a good man

Such a vibrant, violent, violet-red
Oh you've got
Such a vibrant fire hyrant-red
In your head, give me head, in your bed, in your head, in your head

I can feel the vibe, I can see it in those bright brown eyes
I can feel the vibe, I can see it in those bright brown eyes
I can feel the vibe, I can see it in those bright brown eyes
Bright brown eyes

Written by:
Kevin Colon

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