Rebound Temperament (a Rap)

[A.]  Your cold shoulder

[B.]  before you judge, please make an attempt

[B.]  should acquaint prior to displaying contempt

[A.]  the vibe you transmit–couldn’t be colder

 

[A.]  My motto?  Work hard, be industrious

[B.]  somehow you see a girl–malicious

[B.]  in kind, you exacerbate–you’re vicious

[A.]  My time?  I spend it being constructive

 

[A.]  Seriously, can’t you see my seat?

[B.]  I’m up front and center

[B.]  where everyone exits and enters

[A.]  let me do work and chill to my beats

 

Chorus:

It’s not me–it’s you

if you’re discerning the averse, check your own mood

I’m a mirror, an echo, a rendering of your attitude

note to you–you’re not even in my universe

it’s not me–it’s you

 

[A.]  Have we ever even had a conversation?

[B.]  unprovoked glowers, frowns, and scowles–full of hate

[B.]  filthy slow walk, to pick a fight, intimidate

[A.]  eradicate the aggression and frustration

 

bridge:

your cold shoulder

the vibe you put off, couldn’t be. . .  more frigid!

 

[A.]  Don’t underestimate my intelligence, I observed–

[B.]  body language, your side-eye.  My expression blank

[B.]  understand, I know the game, and let’s be frank

[A.]  you’re not worth my time; my morale?  Preserved.

 

Chorus:

It’s not me–it’s you

if you’re discerning the adverse, check your own mood

I’m a mirror, an echo, a rendering of your attitude

not to you–you’re not even in my universe

it’s not me–it’s you

 

[A.]  Reserved, waiting for sincerity, no sinister message to transmit

[B.]  you, with bitchy plans, talking shit…  Efforts to degrade

[B.]  are just wasted time–the negativity, overplayed

[A.]  my planet–You’re just not in my orbit

 

Chorus:

It’s not me–it’s you

if you’re discerning the averse, check your own mood

I’m a mirror, an echo, a rendering of your attitude

note to you–you’re not even in my universe

it’s not me–it’s you

 

Chorus:

It’s not me–it’s you

if you’re discerning the averse, check your own mood

I’m a mirror, an echo, a rendering of your attitude

note to you–you’re not even in my universe

it’s not me–it’s you

 

bridge:

your cold shoulder

the vibe you put off, couldn’t be. . .  more frigid!