Hot Shit

I wrote this one a few weeks ago, I appologize for the offensive title although it isn’t that offensive it is fairly mild. Hot Shit is where the whole thing started. Those were the first two words I wrote and then it developed from there, anyway I hope you like it.

This is Hot Shit

This is hot shit
Moving to the beat
This is hot shit
Wanting to be free

Get out of my seat
Looking for the rhyme
Looking for the beat
Just trying to compete
This is hot shit

I go walking down my street
The sun is shinning through
This is no mean feat
That I’m up before noon

Yea this is the time and
All that crime
Wanting to be free
Escape these rotten streets
But they are hard to cheat

I’m just looking for the time
searching for the rhyme
Moving to the beat
Trying to compete
This is hot shit

Take me to my dreams
There I can show you
Who I will be
No one can stop me
I’ll charge you to believe

Can we help us
Can we be free from
The night and all it brings
There’s to much blood
To many men
Gone before they begin

Change this time
Looking for the rhyme
Looking for the beat
Trying to compete
This is hot shit

Show me a sign
Find me a rhyme
dance to this beat
we all want that seat
This is hot shit

Trying to compete
This is hot shit
Moving to the beat
This is hot shit
Wanting to be free
Yea this is hot shit

Robert M Petrie ©

I had great fun writing that and sort of imagine it to go with a dance beat. In my next post I am going to put up a song I wrote several years ago, it is one of my favorites so I hope you come back and check it out. I will see you there!