Pullin the Ropes

Muggy monday mornin in the Brooklyn metropolis

 Irksome alarms  ringing in my ears... wake up call.

No way... can't face a new day...

Roll over. 

Snooze...

Provocation resounds once more...

Roll over.

Hold it. 

now...

Move it. 

We got our ropes around your waist and were pullin for ya girl!!!