Friday, December 11, 2015

Do I REST, OR do I WORK?!


What an UPLIFTING/ENCOURAGING way to BEGIN my day!
Upon my WAKING at 6:03 am--for/from the (LOUD) shift-CHANGE, my stomach started "REALLY-rumbling".  So, I did (ONLY) 50 crunches to FURTHER-"stimulate my INNARDS".  Then, at ~6:15 am, I "hopped-INTO my wheelchair to "assume the (EXCRETING-) position".
… SURE-enough, at ~6:50 am, MY "BIO-physical calculations" proved CORRECT!


"If you can DREAM it, you can DO it!"
(--Jimmy MacElroy, 'Blades of Glory')
(… FREQUENTLY, I "DREAM"-of WALKING & EATING & DRINKING & … what-not … WITH a LOVED-one.)        


Since I'm having a NEW-(NIGHT-)"Caregiver" train today, I'll go-over MOST-of my DAILY-tasks/-deeds/-"chores":
-- ………………...


(SONG?)



...





You fuckin' thieves, we D4L
And we back
(Betcha, betcha, betcha, betcha, betcha)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Oh, Fa-bo)   
You fuckin' thieves, we D4L
And we back
(Betcha, betcha, betcha, betcha, betcha)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Oh, Fa-bo)
Prince O in the house and we represent the south
And I got to let 'em know
D4L came to ride and we can roll
Ain't nothin' but the pimpin' inside and she can go
We done kicked up, they can watch me roll
Anybody buck better lock and load
Ain't goin' to the truck better watch that ho
If she knuck, if she buck she can hit 'em wit a fo'
Oh, I betcha stand on one toe
With ya arms in the air imitate Fa-bo
Stop drop roll pop one time
Lean back, Sprewell and pop one mo'
Oh I betcha you can't get like me
Roll a blunt and take a hit like me
Step in the club and pull a bitch like me
He split like hair he should like me
I betcha ctep in the club and pull a bitch like me
He split like hair he should like me
I betcha can't do it like me   ________________
I'm tipsy off Coke and Hennessy
When I walk up you niggaz envy me
Cause I'm D4L you know who we be
Made ya first streak in 2003
2004, it's all about me
I'm gonna explain so ya'll folks can see
Watch me do it, it's so easy
First ya get real low, bounce on ya toes
Snap ya finger, make yo arm roll
Hit the flo' do the Fa-bo
Get real crazy and scream out Oh!
I'm tired of givin' you suckers game for free
Next time when I pull out my Cd
Thirty-two tracks to thirty-two G's
I bet you can't do my dance like me, oh
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
Now we on some other shit
D4L, ya can't see this
Stayin' down with them ghetto hits
A team of soldiers spittin' lyrics
Talkin' slick, he gon' beats this shit
Choppa will, it's gonna hit you quick
Splack-a, Splack-a duck bitch
Betcha can't work this streak like this
Flip a P and it keeps so quick
Broke down in dimes and nicks
Hit the club so fresh with click
On the floor, doin' a dance like this
Locster that walked through the door
With a box of the blunts and an ounce of the dro
And a bag of them pills and ya know I'm spinnin' like whoa
I'll knock a nigga ass to the flo'
Ask Carlos, ask Fa-bo
Ask Lamar and Mook-B ask Bruski, they all know
Nope, I ain't really playin' with a ho
When the cat start sprayin' I ain't layin' with a ho
I catch 'em in the hood and hit with the fo'
Do my dance on that ho
Nope, I betcha can't do it like a G
Grab a tee and wipe the feet like me
Ain't gonna do it right but they still wanna see
And they all wanna but they can't do it like me
Nope, but I can do it like me
Shake the leg and get to it like me
DJ booth, you like me
Make 'em dance and get crunk like me
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
They know I'm low I'm C-E-O
Got stacks on deck, I pop, I roll
The cars, the clothes, the life I know
The hard, the soft, the dro that's so
It's time that I shine, it's D4L
On my grandmama potna, all haters go to hell
I can't stand drama shawty ain't no stories I can't tell
Betcha can't do it like me, can't break no bank
Everytime they try they fail, come on
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
I betcha can't do it like me
(Nope)
(Nope, nope, nope)


Read more: D4L - Betcha Can't Do It Like Me Lyrics | MetroLyrics 



(… MY version … ENTITLED:


''NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me'':



"You weak leg-nerves, you frustrate ME.


NOT 'dead' YET.

(Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me

(Nope)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Oh, me, oh, MY!)


You weak leg-nerves, you frustrate ME.


NOT 'dead' YET.


(Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me

(Nope)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Oh, me, oh, MY!)

'Turkish D' in 'da house & only I know the TRUTH.
But, I've GOTTA get-OUT MORE!
I'm DETERMINED-to no-longer ROLL!  
My leg-nerves are 'SHOT', but the MUSCLE's still THERE!
Ain't the athlete I once was, & that aiN'T FAIR!
Though my legs doN'T work, at least I still got a PAIR!
They're NOT 100%.  But, 'tis still a sizable-SHARE!
Since my legs aren't strong, I SELDOM leave my LAIR.
But, if I doN'T soon be more SOCIAL, my heart will-be BARE.
I've gotta 'swallow my pride', & make a new-PLAN. 
I've gotta breathe-DEEPLY, exhale & open my EYES.
Lean-LEFT, A.J., if you wanna move-RIGHT.
Ain't NO-ONE who applies physics like I!
I see 'ALL angles' with only-ONE 'good-EYE'.
When I 'WALK', I've GOTTA-stand tall & HIGH.
I bet 'ya aiN'T as SPRY as I!

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me!


Uh-oh, … my "walking"'s kinda-tipSEE.

I look a-BIT 'topsy-turVEE.


But, THAT's just 'cuz my legs are 'rus-TEE'.


I WAS a STUD back in 2003.


A RETURN-to excellence is all I now-SEE.


I SHALL demonstrate my SKILL to fill y'all with en-VEE.

It sure as hell ain't ee-ZEE.

FIRST, you'll KNOW fit-zics.  Then, UH-PLY 'em.

If you BLINK, you'll miss my 'TRICKS'.

Lean to the LEFT, if you wanna move RIGHT.

'Battling' my nerves is a constant-'FIGHT'!

'Tis a great asset that I have 'inner-MIGHT'!

I've GOTTA-have my counter-BALANCE!

Thirty-eight steps to my sink EV'RY MORNIN'!

I'd bet y'ALL caN'T 'WALK' like me, OH!


NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me

(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(NOPE!)

FINALLY, I'm 'on the 'NEXT-STEP'.

But, it's ALL the SAME to y'ALL.

IF you KNEW-of my knee-surgery, you wouldN'T ask me to CRAWL.

Oh, you doubt me?!  C'mon, let's BRAWL.

Although my RECENT-tales are SAD, I can't/shan't BAWL.

In soccer, I USED-to 'BALL'!

In a FORM of ANTI-gravity, I've GROWN semi-TALL.

A LARGE-pizza I can no-longer 'MAUL'.

… Thus, I must 'WILL' LEG-'activiTEE'.

With physics-rules 'flying-through' my mind & some HOPE in my HEART, 

HOPE, FAITH & CONFIDENCE are great 'tools' for a promising-START!

Then, I've GOTTA ''harness 'em'' into 'fluid-ART'!

WHEW!  'Tis a GREAT-thing I'm SMART!

Ask my my mother … & nurses & my friends, they ALL KNOW.

Nope, my intelligence ain't 'FAUX'!

I miss 'kicking ass' with my ''martial arts'-BO''!

When I'm TEACHIN' at my dojo, I caN'T put my energy on 'LOW'!

I share my knowledge, like 'seeds' I must 'SOW'!

'Dead-nerves?  Should I just give-UP?  I say, 'NO!'



NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me


(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

NOBODY's Got 'Dat Drive Like Me



(Nope)

(Nope, Nope, NOPE!)"






"You are the SUM of ALL your TRAINING."

(--Under Armour)



Ha ha HA!  Indiana Jones--of 'Crystal Skull'--"SPARKED" a 

NEW "pick-up reference" for me:

"MY 'Turkish Delight' is like a SCORPION: 'If the BIG-ones 

'bite you', NO BIG-deal.  But, if the LITTLE-ones get ya,  

DON'T keep-QUIET!"

( Interpret THAT as you may.)







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